Adventures I Could Do Without

 

Let me first ask this question. What do you think when you see that beautiful mountain? Does it call your name... tempting you to go 4wheeling? NO? Me either. When my boys see that mountain and the snow line... they can't seem to stay away. I have no idea what the big draw is.

Every time my SIL has been out here to WA, the kids have headed out in their trucks, seeking thrills  I will never understand. This past Christmas vacation was no exception.

Christmas Eve we had a wonderful little family gathering in our home. Hmmm... little? Well, all the kids, grandkids, grandparents... and extended family (Lisa's mom & step dad, her brother and his 3 babies) were here for our little Christmas gathering. It was a full house.

Christmas day we had plans... it is a family holiday and my family was all home. Of course we had plans. We have plans even when the kids aren't all home for the holiday. It's Christmas!

So when my boys all decided they had to go to the mountain on Christmas Eve, I thought, ok... they know it's Christmas Eve. They know we get up early for our Christmas traditions.... Christmas socks and presents! They won't stay out too late. I figured they'd be home by 1:30am at the latest.

Well, sometime during the wee hours of the morning I woke up and realized my boys weren't home. Hmmmm.... should I worry? No, why worry? It was only snowing in the low lands... how bad could it be up on the mountain?  Yeah. How bad could it be. Let me tell ya, I was worried. They came rolling in sometime around 6:00 am. No sleep and did they have stories to tell. What a relief! They were home.

It was rather hectic when they all got home. I heard snippets... 'snow this deep' and 'stuck in the ditch' and sometime during all this I learned Brandon's truck was stuck in the snow up on the mountain... and they left it. What could I say?  

So we were awake. We were digging into our socks... Brandon was sleeping. We were opening presents... Brandon was sleeping. We were getting ready for the day... all the boys were sleeping on Christmas day.

Later that morning, Christmas morning, Brandon, Aaron, and a friend headed back to the mountain to get the truck. When they headed out, I didn't realize it was just the three of them going. No phone service. Not very prepared for all that snow. Hours later... late afternoon or early evening, just as we were talking about calling search and rescue, they called to let us know they were almost to Granite Falls. Safe.

It was definately a Christmas day to remember. 

Mt. Pilchuck... it's beautiful from a distance.

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