On the road again. After spending a few nights in one place, we hit the road again. Off to see the last of the church history stops before we headed home.
Claire played with tons of granola bars, they kept her occupied for a little while. Drew was such a great helper with Claire.
Notice how this road was carved out of the trees.
We entered Caldwell county--which was named after my great-great-great-maybe another great-grandpa Mathew Caldwell. So naturally we had to get a picture of that.
On to Farr West. I really loved that stop. There are some neat church history stories connected with that place. The area is beautiful as well.
The cornerstones for the temple are enclosed in glass.
The monument there has snippets of the revelations received there.
ClaireBear....she was a pretty good trooper the whole trip. She did come down with a fever, and this day was probably her roughest.
Getting some wiggles out.
Here we are on our way to see the site of the Haun's Mill Massacre.
This was a neat place and you can definitely feel that it is.
a beautiful woodsy area.
Jed and I stopped for a moment and read an account of a family on his side of the family whose father died in the blacksmith shop at Haun's Mill. It resonated with us, since our circumstances were somewhat similar. We are nearly the same age as the couple, we have 5 children while they had 6, and have similarly aged children. I really admire the pioneers. I hope my faith can be a fraction as strong as theirs.
Little baby feet, oh I love them.......
In the creek, Grandpa Jody found giant clam shells. We all had to go and see them for ourselves. There were so many! And we found the cutest little frogs.
An actual millstone fron Haun's Mill is in a nearby town.
In order to find the mill stone, we had to drive through a ghost town. You can't really tell by the picture, but it was crazy. Practicallly nothing left but a one gas pump gas station.
We found this beautiful little serene looking spot as we were driving around....lost....and I loved it.
We found a large snake on the side of the road too. Jed went out to investigate.
We wanted to go see the Amish village, and it was one of my favorite parts of the trip.
It was so amazing to see their culture.
Horses and buggies, humongous gardens, the clothes, and just the overall feel of the town were so interesting and neat.
I didn't get great pictures, because they don't like their pictures taken. So I didn't take many.
We stopped and talked with a man for quite awhile and were able to ask him some questions and get to know him and their culture a little bit.
Very nice man, we bought some mums from him.
We stopped at a little cafe, the owners were Menanite and that was such a fun stop too. We had to partake of the famous Amish cuisine.
Poor Claire was getting quite cranky by this point...
Here we are trying to soak in the history and the future events that will take place here at Adam-Ondhi-Ahman. We really didn't have a whole lot of time to spend there, I wish we would have.
It was huge, and we found you can hear people from really far away.
This is preacher rock, where I think Joseph Smith delivered some sermons. Sorry, the details get foggy when I don't record things as immediately as I should....
We bought these mums from an Amish fellow, they were really beautiful and full...until they got sat on.... :)