Our neighbor's firework show has outgrown his budget. The insurance and permits now cost more than the fireworks. He was going to retire the show, but the neighbors rallied to preserve a beloved tradition. Several neighborhood children gathered on Tuesday to hand out flyers for the show and ask for donations. Matt, in the back row, is the mastermind of the show.
Jen had a box of patriotic decorations for the kids to wear while they canvassed the neighborhood.
Here are Kate, Addi and Helen.
On Wednesday morning Sofi took us to the stake center for the start of a 4 day pioneer trek. Brandan and Becky went as a Ma and Pa. Gibson, Abe and Helen were each assigned to a different family. About 180 youth and 40 adults went as pioneers along with a large support group of cooks, water truck drivers, the porta-potty team and medical staff.
This is a photo of Brandan and Becky with our trek family. Every family was assigned a number and color-- we were number 8 and our color was sky blue. The families chose their own names. The majority of kids in our family picked the name "The Beard Whisperers." Back row: Brandan, Becky, Andrew, Natalie, Nikki and Corbin. Front row: Tim, Ben, Valentin and Ella. Olivia is not in this photo.
We rode in school buses for a couple of hours to public lands near Chiloquin. As soon as we unloaded the buses, we packed our handcarts and started walking. Corbin, Ben, Tim and Valentin pulled the cart most of the way, with the girls swapping in occasionally.
Some of the kids in our family wanted to name our family after the TV show "Psych." We compromised by naming our handcart after a car on the show called the Blueberry. Every episode of the TV show has a pineapple somewhere in the set so we carried a pineapple in our cart. We ate the pineapple on Friday and it survived three days in a handcart very well. We had a short packing list of items to bring on the trek. Besides a sleeping bag and coat, all our other belongings needed to fit in a five gallon bucket. Becky also packed a small backpack with useful items like duct tape, a lever for opening the buckets, a white board and dry erase markers, fake beards, Uno cards, sharpies, hard candy, Come Follow Me lessons, family history stories and a map of the trek (not that we were worried about getting lost, just to keep track of how far we had gone.) The kids called her backpack the yellow bag of mystery.
We occasionally saw our real kids at lunch breaks or when we stopped to camp. The dirt road was very dusty after 19 handcarts rolled by. Besides identifying families, the bandanas were useful to keep dust out of your mouth.
Ben made a moss-stache at one stop.
This is the fourth trek our stake has organized and they've gotten more experience each time, making this one the most organized trek yet. Past treks have been held later in July and August, but with the threat of wildfires, they scheduled this one for soon after school got out. Instead of the usual heat, the weather was cool during the day and freezing at night, getting down to 28 degrees one night. We kept our jackets on most of the day and bundled up at night.
We walked for 4 or 5 hours a day and spent the rest of the time listening to devotionals, playing games and having free time. Our family loved playing Mafia during free time, and we also played Uno and Pictionary. One of the kids drew Brandan for their turn and did a pretty good job. Olivia is sitting next to Brandan making bunny ears.
On Thursday night, the entire camp gathered together for pioneer games. First was a tug of war competition. Helen's family won several matches. You can see Helen in the middle of the photo with her large sunbonnet.
The stick pull was hugely popular. Besides pulling our cart all day, Corbin was the stick pulling champion. He beat almost everyone in the camp. His one loss was to the Pa of another family named Nate. Nate played football for BYU and is fiercely competitive. Corbin is 16 years old and pulled Nate up once. Nate won the other two times they competed against each other. In the photo, Corbin is wearing a hat and Nate is wearing a Tshirt. You can see from the photo that it was not an easy win for Nate.
Two of the kids in our family got blisters on their feet from wearing new boots on the first day of trek. Another girl was tiny with a wide range of medical issues. We were proud of them as they kept walking day after day. We were also proud of the healthier kids who were patient and good natured, distracting the kids who hurt with jokes and keeping a slow pace so no one was left behind.
Most of the walking was fairly easy on level ground through beautiful scenery.
On Friday, the boys and men were pulled aside for a short time and the women pulled the carts on their own. Our girls met the challenge and all four of the girls in our family pulled the cart most of the way. When we got to a steep hill, a few girls from other families stepped in to help us and together we got the cart to the top of the hill.
Our stake president gave a devotional at the top of the hill where we had a beautiful view of the Williams River in the valley below. This is a photo of Helen with 3 sweet girls from our ward: Olivia, Mary and Emma.
Here are the three Hull men on the trek.
The back of our cart looked bedraggled by Friday afternoon.
It was strange to come out of the woods Friday afternoon and see power lines running along the road. Besides hearing a train whistle in the distance, this was the first marker of city life we experienced in three days.
On Friday night, every family presented a skit. Our family didn't prepare a skit before the trek. Becky and Sofi made a stack of fake beards out of felt and we brought them along, thinking with they would go along with our family name. With 3 days of walking, we had plenty of time to plan a skit as we went. Andrew came up with a very funny skit about a beard genie who lived in a bucket and when a person made a wish, the beard genie's power was to grant them a beard that went along with the wish, not the wish itself. In the photo are Corbin and Andrew.
Tim was our free range child. He is quiet, but friendly, and wandered away from our family often. At least three other families adopted him and gave him one of their bandanas.
Friday night was the coldest and we woke up to ice on our tents. The rising sun warmed us up on Saturday morning and we packed up to go home, dirty and tired, but happy and with lots of new friends.
We had a short walk to the buses on Saturday morning. The handcarts were carefully loaded onto giant trailers to be stored until the next trek planned for 4 years from now. Although it takes 6 months, hundreds of hours and thousands of dollars to prepare a trek, we all agree the benefits of building confidence, forging friendships and strengthening testimonies for the youth in our stake make it worth the effort.






