My Priceless Moments - My Family Travels

              We have all went on trips in our lives that we will never forget. The world is constantly involved in creating the next big theme park or rollercoaster ride, so they can pull us in to these attractions and spend our money. It seems that these kinds of inventions make us remember these trips of ours more than the smaller trips. Sure it’s a big adrenaline rush, but do we keep them close to our hearts? Sometimes we take for granted the small, less thrilling adventures we’ve gone on. My story isn’t about a big beach vacation or traveling to a fancy country. It was merely one of those adventures I will always remember, because to me it was priceless. To enjoy it, I didn’t have to spend anything but time with my family.

                A couple summers ago, my family and close friends took a horse packing trip up to Gilberts Peak; the second highest peak in Utah. We situated the horses we brought along with all the gear we could load. Our friends rode their horses the 9 miles, while my family thrillingly followed by walking. As tree after tree passed on by, it grew darker and darker and we got more and more tired. Finally, we turned to our flashlights to lighten our path to camp. In the distance, we could see a faint glow. We had successfully found our destination! Our friends had a warm fire with traditional hotdogs awaiting us. After dinner, we all sluggishly limped off to bed exhausted from the day’s walk.
                We woke up that next chilly morning with the sun shinning and the smell of pancakes and sausage drifting through the air. This day’s agenda was to relax and take it easy before the big summit up all 13,442 feet of Gilberts. If you’ve ever traveled up in these mountains, you can only imagine the beautiful scenery displayed here. There’s a lake sitting harmonically next to our camp where we spent part of our day fishing. We were ready to fish and realized we had forgotten our fishing poles at camp. A thought came to mind that we could try catching them by hand the old fashioned way. It’s not as easy as it sounds, but is quite entertaining. Once we captured them, we let them go to be diligent people, but went another round a minute later. Minutes later, we gave the fish a break and watched the sunset over the Peak.
                The day of the summit, we all sprung up with loads of energy. All eight of us packed our bags and took off on our journey. The first half was miraculously easy, and then the rocks started getting bigger and larger. After three hours of intense climbing, we finally made it to the landmark. I had just accomplished something I’ve never done before! We relaxed for a bit with the breeze running its course.  After taking in the breathtaking scenery and snapping photos, we made our path back down. When we made it back, we relaxed and watched as several moose bathed in the lake. This was a perfect way to end our last night.
                I couldn’t believe what my family and I had accomplished. That last morning, we repeated the process of packing the horses. Sadly we said our goodbyes’ to Gilberts and headed down the trail back to civilization.
                Spending time with family does not always have to be spent going to big parks, sandy beaches, or famous countries. It’s always those little trips we will all enjoy and remember the most. Now these kinds are priceless!

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