For some must push and some must pull..

This year for youth conference with our new stake, we went to Martin's Cove again. This was my third time there, but that place never ceases to amaze me. It is so great to feel that closeness to all those that suffered there. With both stakes that went, we had 8 tour busses, but we only had 4 go from our ward. so it was a huge group, but at the same time, a very close knit, tiny one. It pored rain, our bus was struck my lightning, we lived through a lethal hale storm, and two 9 hour bus rides, but we had a blast! It just made it so much more realistic. The weather was beautiful while we were at the cove, but it was raining when we left, so no one thought to put sun screen on. We got a bad sun burn and had a snowball fight, all in one day!It was great.


this isnt the 4 from our ward- these were some kids from 2nd ward(we hung with that ward a lot cuz they only had a few people too)
this is just after the hail storm and before the hail fight

this is some of the hail that made it into our tent during the storm. we were trying to hold out tent up as it was falling down and these little pellets left welts! Our cute "ma and pa"(brother and sister Bridgewater)