leanin' H
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The wife and kids and inlaws and I took a little trip south to celebrate the cows on the mountain and 1st crop hay up! We spent a couple a days on Boulder Mountain in southern Utah. Great weather and pretty scenery to boot! Can't get much better to this guy.
Looking southwest off of Boulder Top.
Looking back to the east toward the San Rafel swell and Capitol Reef National Park.
Back toward 1000 lakes Mountain which is due north of Boulder. The towns of Torrey and Teasdale lay between the two mountains. My great Uncle was a rancher in Teasdale but died when I was 2. I have his .30-.30 rifle that he left to my grandmother who then left it to me. He was a Texas Ranger in his 20's and it was issued to him when he went to work.
Can ya see why they call the place Boulder? :wink:
We camped down low in the cedars and pinions and rode up to the countless lakes in the higher country. Here's Fishcreek lake where we drowned a few worms.
Littlest H with the fruit of our labor. We caught a couple of nice lake trout on this particular outing.
Little H with her brother and her Grandma and the fish they caught on the opposite side of the lake.
We took a trip into Capitol Reef National Park for part of a day. I wasnt too excited to go see the sites with the masses as I kinda like seeing nature without a treehugging ranger having to point it out to me. :x Our National Parks are truly beautiful but so are countless other spots that no body knows about. (Enough of my soapbox) The Reef is a neat bunch of geological formations connected with roads and irritating people. Heres one without the others! :wink:
We managed to spot some Desert Bighorns out and about. It was pretty cool to see the three ewes and lambs cruising around in the ledges. I only shot them with my Sony.
More scenery of the Reef.
We hiked down a slot canyon to see pioneer names carved in the sandstone(Dang vandals) :wink: And some natural tanks where water collects in pockets in the rock allowing wildlife to survive in the dry, dry country.
The sandstone has lots of character including these potholes filled with little H's!
Here are the tanks. Looks like they each held a couple thousand gallons of rain water which gets refilled when it rains as all the slickrock just acts like a funnel until it reaches the sandy canyon bottoms.
Another shot of the canyon surrounding our hike. We avoided most of the human traffic and did see some pretty vistas!
Sometimes I think a Dad is just around incase a pack horse is needed. :wink: Littlest H made the trip in alright which was 1 1/2 miles and got halfway back to the truck when he decided riding was better than walking. Can't say as I blame him!
More fishing pictures from day two on the mountain. We had a hot spot for a couple of hours. I never put a pole in the water as I was plenty busy baiting hooks for two kids who caught more fish than you'd believe! We kept 10 brooke trout but released a bunch more.
Grandpa and Grandma Black were with us on the trip. It was a priceless time spent doing an ordinary thing. Funny how life works like that! The smiles tell it all!
Not a bad haul for a day in the sun. Brooke trout are tasty little fish. Hope ya'll take a day or 16 this summer to take your kids or grandkids fishing. You'll never regret it and they'll never forget it!
We took another side trip to a state park called Goblin Valley. The things a guy will do to make his Mom in law happy! :roll: I've never been to this many parks in a half a lifetime of camping trips! :shock: The sign said something about different compositions of rock eroding at different rates bla bla blah> Here are the Goblins.
The kids climbed all over the goblin rocks. Suprisingly that was o.k. with the park people who usually get all nervous and say dont touch!
It isnt a PRCA event, but doubles saddle bronc riding is really taking off in this area!
Can ya spot the grizz in this picture?
Kinda like looking at clouds and trying to see something....... we had lots of options.
On the way back to camp we stopped in Hanksville Utah and found this old rebuilt mill. It was origanally built high in the Henry Mountains to crush ore on a Gold claim. They flew the wheel out via helicopter in 1974 and made this replica of the site.
From the looks of things if there had been a stream of water handy you could of went right to milling.
The mill worked in two parts. This was the 2nd part which was a wheel that traveled around to crush stuff pretty fine.
The first part was a couple of these sandstone boulders that got drug around breaking up the rougher stuff.
The trip went pretty great. We came home and got ready to get back after it. Thought i'd throw in some pictures of our calves on grass. We lease a meadow to summer some calves. The grass has had plenty of rain and sun. The holstien is there to find the shorter calves!
Some of these calves will go straight off grass to the processor. And some will get finished on grain. As long as the check is good, I am happy either way.
Thanks for tagging along with our wild bunch. Hanksville, Utah is right in the middle of the robber's roost country where Butch Cassidy and the outlaws hid out. Kinda like our calves in the tall grass! Enjoy your summer and hug your youngsters!


Looking back to the east toward the San Rafel swell and Capitol Reef National Park.

Back toward 1000 lakes Mountain which is due north of Boulder. The towns of Torrey and Teasdale lay between the two mountains. My great Uncle was a rancher in Teasdale but died when I was 2. I have his .30-.30 rifle that he left to my grandmother who then left it to me. He was a Texas Ranger in his 20's and it was issued to him when he went to work.

Can ya see why they call the place Boulder? :wink:

We camped down low in the cedars and pinions and rode up to the countless lakes in the higher country. Here's Fishcreek lake where we drowned a few worms.

Littlest H with the fruit of our labor. We caught a couple of nice lake trout on this particular outing.

Little H with her brother and her Grandma and the fish they caught on the opposite side of the lake.

We took a trip into Capitol Reef National Park for part of a day. I wasnt too excited to go see the sites with the masses as I kinda like seeing nature without a treehugging ranger having to point it out to me. :x Our National Parks are truly beautiful but so are countless other spots that no body knows about. (Enough of my soapbox) The Reef is a neat bunch of geological formations connected with roads and irritating people. Heres one without the others! :wink:

We managed to spot some Desert Bighorns out and about. It was pretty cool to see the three ewes and lambs cruising around in the ledges. I only shot them with my Sony.


More scenery of the Reef.

We hiked down a slot canyon to see pioneer names carved in the sandstone(Dang vandals) :wink: And some natural tanks where water collects in pockets in the rock allowing wildlife to survive in the dry, dry country.

The sandstone has lots of character including these potholes filled with little H's!

Here are the tanks. Looks like they each held a couple thousand gallons of rain water which gets refilled when it rains as all the slickrock just acts like a funnel until it reaches the sandy canyon bottoms.

Another shot of the canyon surrounding our hike. We avoided most of the human traffic and did see some pretty vistas!

Sometimes I think a Dad is just around incase a pack horse is needed. :wink: Littlest H made the trip in alright which was 1 1/2 miles and got halfway back to the truck when he decided riding was better than walking. Can't say as I blame him!


More fishing pictures from day two on the mountain. We had a hot spot for a couple of hours. I never put a pole in the water as I was plenty busy baiting hooks for two kids who caught more fish than you'd believe! We kept 10 brooke trout but released a bunch more.

Grandpa and Grandma Black were with us on the trip. It was a priceless time spent doing an ordinary thing. Funny how life works like that! The smiles tell it all!

Not a bad haul for a day in the sun. Brooke trout are tasty little fish. Hope ya'll take a day or 16 this summer to take your kids or grandkids fishing. You'll never regret it and they'll never forget it!


We took another side trip to a state park called Goblin Valley. The things a guy will do to make his Mom in law happy! :roll: I've never been to this many parks in a half a lifetime of camping trips! :shock: The sign said something about different compositions of rock eroding at different rates bla bla blah> Here are the Goblins.

The kids climbed all over the goblin rocks. Suprisingly that was o.k. with the park people who usually get all nervous and say dont touch!

It isnt a PRCA event, but doubles saddle bronc riding is really taking off in this area!

Can ya spot the grizz in this picture?


On the way back to camp we stopped in Hanksville Utah and found this old rebuilt mill. It was origanally built high in the Henry Mountains to crush ore on a Gold claim. They flew the wheel out via helicopter in 1974 and made this replica of the site.

From the looks of things if there had been a stream of water handy you could of went right to milling.

The mill worked in two parts. This was the 2nd part which was a wheel that traveled around to crush stuff pretty fine.

The first part was a couple of these sandstone boulders that got drug around breaking up the rougher stuff.

The trip went pretty great. We came home and got ready to get back after it. Thought i'd throw in some pictures of our calves on grass. We lease a meadow to summer some calves. The grass has had plenty of rain and sun. The holstien is there to find the shorter calves!


Some of these calves will go straight off grass to the processor. And some will get finished on grain. As long as the check is good, I am happy either way.


Thanks for tagging along with our wild bunch. Hanksville, Utah is right in the middle of the robber's roost country where Butch Cassidy and the outlaws hid out. Kinda like our calves in the tall grass! Enjoy your summer and hug your youngsters!

