The next day we were out bright and early. After a little breakfast at the Francis' room, we got on the boat and headed to this great sand hill. The pictures don't do it justice. It was super steep, but we all climbed it at least once. The kids did multiple, including Brandon who I think did it four times. It was super fun to run down or ski jump down.
We stayed and played in the white sand...it was really fine. Almost like the kind of sand you find in those Zen gardens. We met some people from West Jordan who we kept running into on the lake, in town, at the restuarant, at Walmart....
We also met a retired deputy sheriff from San Diego who was really interesting to talk to. We all agreed that this week was the one time you have to come down to Powell. It was perfect!
A little water ballet from Mike...or a 'howdy' wave....or something....
Beautiful Sydney!