Every fall Snowbird hosts free-tram-ride days where you bring a can of food and get, you guessed it, a free tram ride. We bundled up, got our grocery bag of cans, and headed up Little Cottonwood Canyon for some good times.
Here they are staring at the big motors that will pull us to the top of the world!
Front-row-joe, I mean Pete! He wanted to be front and center with the wind in his hair and his spit out the window!
We literally live just down the road behind us. I must say it again, we live in a fabulous place!
On our way back down the canyon, Clay's keen eyes for the bizarre noticed a dead porcupine on the side of the road. We unstrapped the kids and ventured across the road to see the poor thing.
Nate probably assumes it has its name because you're supposed to "poke" it, and because Pete kept calling it a poky-pine. (He still has issues saying his R's.) Never a dull moment...hehe, get it?
Here they are staring at the big motors that will pull us to the top of the world! 
Front-row-joe, I mean Pete! He wanted to be front and center with the wind in his hair and his spit out the window!
We literally live just down the road behind us. I must say it again, we live in a fabulous place!
On our way back down the canyon, Clay's keen eyes for the bizarre noticed a dead porcupine on the side of the road. We unstrapped the kids and ventured across the road to see the poor thing. 
Nate probably assumes it has its name because you're supposed to "poke" it, and because Pete kept calling it a poky-pine. (He still has issues saying his R's.) Never a dull moment...hehe, get it?
