We call Covered Bridge a place, but really it is a festival. For my family though, those two words contain a lifetime of special memories of camping, hiking, horseback riding, canoeing, campfires, craft shows, chocolate chip pancake breakfasts and lots of uninterrupted family time. The place is the setting for memories that our hearts treasure...each of us in our own way. It is so special to me to watch as my children fall in love with this same place that I romped around through as a child. As I took Landon off-trailing through the woods, he asked how I knew where I was going (we were in the caverns at this point) and I told him that I knew every tree and leaf in that forest. I suppose that isn't true...but I do know my way around from all of the thousands of hours I have hiked with those I love. Now I get to watch as Landon anticipates seeing The Rock for the first time...and this time he got his initials carved into it. He was so excited. And I sit with contentment as I watch both of my children enjoy Grandpa's famous chocolate chip pancakes...and Grandma's hot cocoa first thing in the morning. Family is such a blessing and I am so thankful for mine. The only thing I had that my kids don't are memories of my Grandma here at Covered Bridge. She used to come with us and sleep with me and my cousin Jess. Some of my best memories are late nights with Gram. I could recount for you at least 100 times that she made us laugh until we almost wet the bed. She doesn't get to come with us anymore becuase of my grandpa's health...but never will I go there without thinking of her...and hearing her laughter and seeing her beautiful face.
My time is short, so I will leave you with some pictures from our trip.We were indeed cold the first few days, but it never phased the kids...they truly loved and enjoyed every moment of our trip. I am so glad we took the time out of life to just slip away for a few days. It was so very worth it...
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