Dirty = Fun

I think last weekend was our dirtiest camping trip yet. But we also had a great time, despite the whole camping thing. We went with my parents down to Fremont Indian State Park and rode on the Paiute ATV trail.


Scott after riding behind one of the Razors on a dusty road. Scott, you must remember to stay further back and let the dust settle!


Chase spent his entire trip rolling in the dirt, playing in the dirt and stomping in the dirt. When we wasn't doing that he entertained himself by falling into the fire pit full of (cold) ashes and playing with the metal grate.


They don't look that dirty do they?


Here's a close up. Streaks of dirt on his face and down his arms.



And when they weren't playing in the dirt they thought it was pretty funny to get whipping cream on their face and pretend they were rabid squirrels. Huh? Apparently I missed that high quality movie.


And on a completely different vein, have you ever seen a modesty tag on a pair of jeans? Well now you have. This isn't the first time I have seen this tag do its job.



It takes a pretty good photographer to get a shot where most of the people in the picture are looking at the camera. But is takes a highly trained photographer to get all the bodies, but not one face.



Note to self. Must get out from behind the camera once in awhile. Dirt and all.