We haven't had a true Proctor family reunion in years. So, I thrilled when my Uncle organized a trip to Pagosa Springs, Colorado. All we had to take care of was getting there, our food and any activities. I was leaning toward the free ones.
The first day of the reunion we spent it perusing around Pagosa and then on a hike. The waterfall was wonderful and Kehl "found" two beautiful rocks on the hike. When I was little, I use to "find" rocks right outside our hotel room in the dirt. It was amazing how no one found them before me but I guess they weren't looking.
Sunday
The next day we spent it....in the car. We did a lot of driving. We drove all the way to New Mexico to visit some ruins. While I was in a car with two tired and bored little boys, Phil was baking his legs playing golf and tennis. It might sound like he had more fun but that's debatable. I learned a lot about an ancient culture, spent quality time with my boys, and didn't get burned. Phil....played a good game of golf, at a price ($$$), played excellent tennis, and....got BURNED!!! He got burned from mid-shin to just below the ankle. Weird, I know. His burn was so bad that when we went looking for Bears ("A 3 hour tour". It's hard not to start singing.) his legs swelled up to the point it looked like they were going to to explode. Visualize that! Yep, pretty gross. So, I think I had the better day.
Now, I must address the "3 hour tour." A 7 car caravan headed out looking for bears at the city dump which was suppose to be a 15 minute drive but ended up being 3 hours. I didn't care that it took that long because the view was beautiful and we were having fun singing songs. When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Our lemonade was tasty.
Monday
The next day was null and void. Most of the family went to a mine but since Phil could barely move, we decided to stay and let Kehl go with Nona. Phil spent the day inside with Stockton while I sat by the lake reading a book. Phil would occasionally come outside to give me Stockton but he would only walk in the shadows. It's a good thing it was an overcast day.
We were suppose to head out Wednesday but Phil's legs were still swollen and there's no way he would have lasted with a 8-9 hour drive home. His legs would have looked like those of an Elephantiasis victim. So once again Phil laid low while the rest of us played tennis. He eventually made it out for a little miniature golf and shuffle board. All while staying in the shadows. Just before it got dark we went on another bear hunt. This time we made it to the dump in a timely matter but still no bears...well, Phil saw one and the rest of us heard one.
Wednesday
The next day we headed out but not after a LLLOOOOONNNGGGG night. Kehl and Phil spent the night taking turns in the bathroom. Poor Kehl spiked a fever of 103 F and kept throwing up. He couldn't keep anything down. He was so dehydrated. It broke my heart to see him that way but we had to head home. We gave him his bucket and pulled out. We tried to take it slow and enjoy the drive. He filled his bucket a few times so we obviously had to stop to discard the contents, because NO ONE wants to drive with that.
By the time we got to Arches National Park he was feeling a bit better, so we decided to stop. It was a blessing that it was an overcast day with light rain. If it had been hot, I don't think he would have made it. I'd never been to arches before so I was absolutely fascinated. It's amazing what nature can produce.
Thursday
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