"I hoped they call me on a mission, and they did!"

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Trek - PLAY'N

"All work and no play
makes Jack a dull boy."
Late in the afternoon of the 3rd day, the stake set up some optional activities. There was the opportunity to go back to the Black-powder area to shoot, and they had other competitive activities like horseshoes, two-man saw, tomahawk throw, etc. Some of our kids went and checked out a few things, but most chose to stay close to our camp.


The Blair's getting ready for a friendly tug-of-war competition
with our neighboring family, The McFarland's.


Blair's WON!
We had another competition - boys against the girls.
I might be slow on the trail,
but I knew my weight could come in handy here.
When the girls were starting to lose ground I jumped in.
I landed flat on my back, but we won! (No photo on that one.)


Swings are good.


Kalie

Dallin taking a break.
Everyone took a turn on the hammock.
Alec even tried to sleep in it one night, but it got too cold.


A spontaneous game of Missionary Tag
Something we played with the McFarland family  many times.


Throwing knives - YIKES!

We also had a rope game we played in camp a lot,
but again - no photo!

Just talking and resting was a great pass time.
We enjoyed each others company.

A few relatives made a point to stop by too.
Rachel with her dad.

Friday, July 27, 2012

Trek - Day 3

"God grant us the desire to want to win the greatest of all the gifts He has given His children—the gift of life eternal. May God bless us that we will understand our potential, that we will learn and grow and develop an understanding of our heritage and determine to preserve those great gifts that have been given to us as His children. I bear my solemn witness that God lives, that Jesus is the Christ, and that His way will lead us to life eternal."

Elder L. Tom Perry
"The Strength of Our Heritage"

No walking today,
but we still remembered the pioneers
on a Thursday with a
"kind of" Sabbath day agenda.


Waiting for Sunday morning Relief Society meeting to start.
The boys had a Priesthood meeting too
and then joined us for Sunday School.

Our family, ready for Sunday School.


Blanket - check,
Scriptures - check,
Journal - check,
Letter from home - check



2-hour solo time


After dinner,
all headed to the big sandbar across the meadow
for testimony meeting.


Gathering for our meeting at 6 p.m.
Three hours of testimonies.
Youth telling how the Trek made a difference.
They are truly modern-day pioneers.

Sharing a Pioneer Legacy

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Trek - Day 2

The McFarland family were our friendly neighbors throughout the trek. They were always next to us - camping and walking, plus we rotated through the 2nd day activities together in the afternoon.


On the rocks at our campsite,
McFarland girls and Clay.

Packing up - getting ready to head out.
After a few hours of walking up and down and all around again. Brother Thacker galloped through our company calling attention in his military garb. We stopped and gathered as he reported to us that the US government needed assistance in fighting the Mexican War. Dare I say, the same US government who did not come to the aid of the Saints when they were being persecuted; not to mention Gov. Bogg's extermination order; not to mention the Saints were leaving the boundaries of the United States in the hope to find a home and peace. Even so, we believe in obeying the laws of the land. Brigham Young made it perfectly clear that 500 men should join the ranks. The Saints badly needed the money to continue their journey to safety. They were also promised by a prophet of God, if the men would join the Mormon Battalion that none would die in battle - none did.

Brother Thacker playing the part with his call to arms.


The guys marching off, two by two.
Up on the hill they settled in and received a presentation
on the Mormon Battalion from Brother Thacker.


The girls received a presentation from Sister Thacker
on how women many times had to pull the handcarts alone.


Heading out on the Women's Pull.
McFarland's ahead of us.


Kalie's mom jumped in to help our group.
Smiling faces here, but people were crying
and exhausted by the time they got to the top of the hill.

It was a rigorous event and everyone felt tested.  After a period of struggling the girls ended up pulling together on each handcart to get them up the hill.  The boys eventually joined in, but were instructed that they could not talk or touch the handcart.  They moved rocks out of the way, they took the water jugs off the carts and carried them, including the water jug holders which were very heavy.  Some even grabbed the ropes and pushed the handcart with sticks all avoiding the actual touching of the cart.

This part of the trek was referred to as the Women's Pull, but one boy, later in the testimony meeting, referred to it as the Men's Wait.  It was hard on the guys too. After marching up that hill and having pushed and pulled the handcarts miles by that point; they were astonished to think that the girls were going to push those handcarts up that very hill alone.  It ended up being like a giant pondering path as everyone quietly struggled, working together, and praying to get up that hill.  It was all I could do to get my own body up the hill, but even I ended up pushing the handcart a bit.  The hill was so steep.


Lots of drinks and taking a break after the pull.


The guys didn't want the girls in our family to help after their marathon effort in the Women's Pull,
 but the girls wouldn't stand for it.  They were happy to be altogether again doing their share.


Uphill . . .

 and . . . Downhill



In the strength of the Lord,
I can do all things.
(based on Alma 20:4)
Elaine S. Dalton,
"Return to Virtue"
Ensign,  November 2008


We went about 5 miles that morning. 
After setting up camp,
we rotated through a series of eight activities.


1st - The Blacksmith
Instruction:  Brother Alvey


Haun's Mill - boys working together
Instruction:  President and Sister Silva


President Silva and our boys - always encouraging.


The Moulton Family - Following the Spirit
Instruction:  Brother and Sister Reed
The kids were blindfolded.  They had to LISTEN to be guided

Always time to think about each of our activities.
What should I learn from this?
How can I apply this in my daily life?


Pa Blair taking his turn with Black-powder
Instruction:  Brother Morgan, Brother Thacker, and Brother Sauer


Crossing the Plains
Instruction:  Brother and Sister Price


Picking out rocks, spacing rocks, walking, and balancing;
again, working together.


Quilting
Instruction:  Sister Bascom and Sister Heggam


Cooking
Instruction:  Sister Sauer
The kids made butter . . .


and then put it on their fried scones with honey.
YUM!

Rescue
Instruction:  Brother Chronis


Working together, figuring it out.


Haley (from the McFarland family)
to the rescue!

Later that night after dinner they had a Hoedown.  (I didn't get any pictures.)  Everyone learned the Virginia Reel and did some western line dancing.  It wasn't long, but they kicked up some dust and then headed to bed.  We were all feeling relieved knowing we didn't have to walk anywhere in the morning.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Trek - Day 1


Ready to leave and hoping for the best.

Hughie loading up.

Greetings from President Silva

Just met our kids.
Unaware of what awaits us.

"God hath not given us a spirit of fear,
but of power, and of love,
and of sound mind.
Be not therefore ashamed
of the testimony of our Lord."
2 Timothy 1: 7-8


We drove to our starting destination in a truck.
The kids piled into three buses with their gear.
We had a three-hour drive, lunch, and loaded our handcart.

Our family was first in a company of 13 handcarts.  The pioneers averaged about 8 and a half miles per day.  Our company pushed and pulled, up and down, and all around - a total of 10 miles on our first day.  Needless to say, I couldn't keep up. I sent my family on their way.  Me, I just kept plodding along - last in.

We arrived at our first campsite at dusk.  It had been a long and tiring day.  We set up camp and before our meal we ended our day with prayer.  Happily our meal had been  prepared for us.  We heartily ate soup,  homemade bread, and brownies too.  We were off to bed - not good for much else but sleep.  We even got a little rain that night.


The girls minus me
Just getting started

The guys
Ready to go
One story I shared with our family, before we hit the trail, was of Joseph F. Smith coming home from his mission in Hawaii.  He had joined a wagon train in California.  Some ruffians entered their camp. Most of the people Joseph was traveling with hid because these hoodlums were threatening to harm anyone who was Mormon.  Joseph F. Smith walked up to one of the intruders.  The man, with pistol in hand, demanded, "Are you a Mormon?"  Joseph responded, "Yes siree; dyed in the wool; true blue, through and through."  The man grasped his hand and said, "Well you are the . . . pleasantest man I ever met!  Shake hands, young fellow.  I am glad to see a man that stands up for his convictions." (See Gospel Doctrine, 518 or Sheri L. Dew's talk, "True Blue, Through and Through," BYU-Idaho Devotional, 16 March 2004)

As a reminder of the story, I then gave everyone a blue handkerchief to use on the trail.  Throughout our trek I would periodically shout out, "What are ye?"

And they'd reply, sometimes not so enthusiastically, but they proved it every day,

"True, Blue,
Through and Through!"

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Happy Pioneer Day!

Today we celebrate the Saints entering the great Salt Lake Valley 165 years ago.  Let me introduce you to some modern-day pioneers.  Hugh and I had the privilege of being Ma and Pa to eight youth on the trek. They were different ages, from different wards, and certainly had different personalities.  We didn't know each other, but we came together in the doing of the trek.  I cannot compliment them enough on their good behavior and good attitudes. Trek was better because they made it better.


Alec

Elizabeth

Clay


Kalie

PJ

Rachel

Dallin

Hannah

May I list their virtues they so valiantly portrayed. They were obedient, kind, helpful, modest, true, considerate, loving, thoughtful, courageous, powerful, amazing, friendly, understanding, and brave.  The list could go on, but you get the point. They were incredible in so many ways!

"O youth of the noble birthright,
Carry on, carry on, carry on!"

Hymn #255
Text: Ruth May Fox
Music:  Alfred M. Durham