|I think that this is how they felt |
on the way home. The car was packed.
The "Flat Jack's" (the boys nick named themselves when they were little) had a good time. They climbed mountain's, kayaked rivers, got caught in a storm that we momentarily lost them in, rocked climbed, zip lined, rubber banded themselves over a gorge and had many other adventures.
We, the adults, had a good time playing too. The time flew by. You would think that after seven days most people would be ready for their guests to leave, but not us. The Hamsnthal's left us wanting more fellowship and high adventure here in the Rockie's. Soon it will be time for hunting season in the South and we will meet again. Thanks for the memories.