Good Times, Moab!

We usually stay home conference weekend, but conference after conference of not being able to get much out of them, we decided to road-trip it and listen to it on the radio while all are strapped in their car seats.

The first item of the weekend...Fisher Towers. We hiked and hiked and had a great, whine-free time. Clay wants to climb "Ancient Art", which is the tallest point below (the top looks like a corkscrew). Looks pretty exposed for my taste, but you go!

Behind Will and Lucy is what's called the Cobra. Yea, that's what I get for marrying a crazy OCD climber-dude. He knows the names of all the rocks and what they're made of. Pretty cool, though.

We then headed down the road to this deserted "house". I guess this prospector back in the 60s was sold a fake deed to some land just outside of Moab. He spent years and years constructing this hole in the rock, and one day was found by some BLM worker, who told him to vacate the premises. Poor guy. He had this winding staircase up to a second level, with electrical outlets, water pipes, chimneys, etc. Great place for lunch and rock-throwing contest.

Lucy found a cactus and wanted Dad to suck the water out of it. Clay was game. I guess he was, as always, thirsty. Next, we went to a bouldering area where Clay, forgetting one of his climbing shoes, decided his Crocs would do just as well.
Nate was pretty serious about working in the sand with his trucks.

Peter had a blast sliding down all the boulders, with the following as proof, with his underwear looking just as fabulous!The next day, we headed out to Corona Arch where we got rained on, but still, so fun.