Before I start blogging about this road trip (why is road trip not one word?) and about day one, let me show you a little bit that led up to this event...
We had our last Jimmy Curry live at the Spur concert. It was rocking. Yes, that is the percussionist Matt from Marinade joining in with Josh and Dan singing soprano. Take your Momma Out All Night.
We had to say goodbye to Sig 3, and our friends. Not complaining too much about the Sig 3. It was very bittersweet though.
Got to go to a Utah Jazz game. They won, and I even think they made the playoffs this year? The game went into triple overtime.
Woke up to this beauty one morning.
Grilled out with these crazy fools.
These two came and visited. We went on a very strenuous hike in which Heather and I struggled, and we all wiped out at some point on the snow. This picture is pretty incredible. Brian, the third wheel. Luckily he dates the girl behind the camera.
We babysat together... handing off my kids to him
Had a wonderful last night in Park City... Yuki Arashi for sushi
Of course we had to get some tequila shots to end our time in Park City. Thank you No Name Saloon.
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