Monday, August 11, 2008

Lake Powellooza

I know it has been a really long time since my last post...but hey, I never claimed to be a good blogger. I'll do my best to make up for the monumental time gap, so prepare yourself for picture overload.

A couple weeks ago we went on an incredible trip to Lake Powell! Easton planned the whole thing and I am fairly certain that he missed his calling as a party planner or travel agent, because the house boat was SO nice and I ate enough delicious food to make myself gain five pounds.

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These boys spent most of their time posing for the camera...Lake Powell 02

...which meant that we spent most of our time like this:Lake Powell 03

This is a shot of Easton showing off his phenomenal wakeboarding skills:Lake Powell 04

Now...I know what you're thinking. You're wondering if Easton's shorts are really as small as they appear to be. Well don't worry...they're even smaller than they look. As a matter of fact, we were lucky enough to witness an abundance of teeny tiny shorts on our Lake Powell trip, and I'm not referring to the girls!

Exhibit A:
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Exhibit B:Lake Powell 06

Needless to say, we had a really fun group on the houseboat. It has been a really long time since I laughed so much...and after the many hours Easton spent teaching me to wakeboard, it has also been a really long time since my body hurt so badly.

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Getting ready to jump off the houseboat...Lake Powell 09 can probably guess what happened next.Lake Powell 10

I was so sad when we were forced to vacate the houseboat and head back to reality...especially because we encountered a pretty harsh reality immediately after stepping off the boat. When we got back to our truck we discovered that the boat trailer had a flat tire, and Easton and Natalie had to run all over town to track down a new one. All of the other cars took off, and three hours later we finally hit the road.

Our drive began fairly peacefully, and we were lucky enough to have two whole hours of smooth, uninterrupted travel…and then another tire blew on the trailer.

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We were out in the middle of nowhere and we were completely stranded. Natalie called her Allstate emergency roadside service and the conversation went something like this:

Natalie: Hi, one of the tires on my boat trailer just blew and we need a replacement.

Roadside service lady: What kind of car needs the tire?

Natalie: No no, we need a tire for the trailer carrying our boat.

Roadside service lady: You're driving a BOAT?! And you need a new tire?

No wonder it was taking so long for us to get home! We're such aren't supposed to drive on the road!

In a nutshell, we ran out of options because you can't tow a trailer with a flat tire. We prepared ourselves for a long, uncomfortable night in the truck until Ashlee remembered that she knew someone who lived in a bordering town. After a very late wake-up call at around one o'clock in the morning, a sweet 75-year-old man came to rescue us. He was nice enough to let us stay in a rental house that he owns and which happened to be vacant, and we were pleased to discover an uber creepy basement that looked remarkably similar to the one in Silence of the Lambs. We even found a big meat hook on the wall to complete the effect.

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We did eventually make it home the next day, although I don't think I have ever been so tired in all of my 27 years of living. I won't deny that the drive home was one of the more miserable experiences of my life, but the Lake Powell trip was absolutely worth it!