Gramma & Grampa stopped on their way back from Florida. I'm not sure how it works out that Lincoln lies on the line between Florida and Southern Utah, but I'm glad that it does and we were happy to see them. Grampa got a Husker sweatshirt for his birthday. The boys did a pirate theme for the cake to match the funny card they got him. The front of the card showed some pirates and said something about getting some pirate booty for your birthday. Inside when the card is opened, all the pirates dropped their drawers and gave grampa the full moon. Nothing could be funnier to two boys!
In keeping with their recent tradition, Gramma & Grampa brought a mess of bad weather with them. We got around 5" of rain in a day. All the creeks and rivers jumped out of their banks. Below is Salt Creek, a small creek near us that is normally 4 feet wide and only inches deep. Here where it passes under 14th stret at Wilderness Park, it's now 15 feet deep and over a hundred feet wide.
I have always wondered about the flood debris I've seen hanging way up in the trees. What sort of flood does it take to raise such a small creek 15 feet? Now I know.
During a break in the rain, we drove out to Yankee Hill Lake, which until this rainfall had been dry due to reconstruction. It's the closest of the Salt Creek lakes to us and I have been sad that it did not have water. Now it is full (from one storm) and just needs to grow some fish. Until then, it's a great place to take the boys to shoot BB guns.
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