Our Memorial Day Hike to Phantom Falls
5.29.2018
^^Family picture in front of Phantom Falls^^
It's amazing what we can accomplish over a three day weekend when we don't have anything planned!
Our long weekend started Saturday morning. I did a newborn shoot and then came home to help Bron and the boys with some overdue Spring cleaning: clearing out the garage. While Bron and the big boys took a trip to town that afternoon, I stayed home while Conrad napped to work on my talk for Sacrament meeting. (Yikes! It's only a little bit stressful.) Then it was suddenly time to pick up the babysitter and head out for a date night with my one and only main squeeze. Bron and I had a good time at the gym rock climbing. Then I changed into a casual dress for dinner, a Target run, and some grocery shopping. Totally a typical date for us these days.
On Sunday, I finished prepping my talk, gave my talk, and then taught Levi's rambunctious primary class. (Yay! I'm now off the hook for speaking in Sacrament meeting for like two years, right?! By the way, if you're looking for a good read, take some time to absorb this General Conference talk: Joy and Spiritual Survival by President Nelson.) After church, we invited the Horsleys over and Bron treated us to a special pasta with roasted red pepper sauce. Delicious! The kids played and we adults got to catch up. Always a win-win.
Finally, Monday was Memorial Day. Bron helped an elderly neighbor clean up his yard before I even rolled myself out of bed. Conrad and I slept in big time! And it was wonderful. Then Bron mowed the lawn while I deep cleaned the kitchen. At noon, the whole family piled into the truck for our big Memorial Day adventure!
Our mission: to find Phantom Falls. This particular falls in the South Hills isn't well documented. There are a few directions found online and a GPS can tell you where the falls is located, but the actual trail head is easy to miss! Not to mention, it's way off the beaten path. Many people look for the falls but can never find it.
We drove out to Oakley, Idaho and found ourselves on one of the South Hills' narrow dirt roads. We drove about twenty miles in, missed it, and turned back around. Finally, we parked in a spot that we thought looked promising. There was a big brown board and a trail, but no sign. We took a chance.