We headed to Cali in the van for our last summer hurrah. We stopped in St George for a night and before we packed ourselves back in the car, we did a little, tiny, skinny hike in the red rocks of St George. It always pays to hang with family… even ones you have never met (Zach’s cousin whom I had maybe met once a million years ago). Good times and a promise to do a summer camp out next year at Moab. Hopefully the stars align.
We even made it to Cali in time for Noah’s and the littlest Smith’s birthday celebration.