We have had such a busy week. It seems almost every day I have been asked to do things I have never done before. I just say "okay" and then try to figure out how to do it. We are so busy getting ready for our first trekkers. We have only a little more than a week to go. We have also been having fun visitors and outings to keep us busy.
On Monday night, for FHE, the Walkers put on a "Cowboy Poet Gathering." It was so much fun. Sister Walker writes some of her own cowboy poetry and Elder Walker plays this little guitar and sings. They both performed and then they had a "Tall Tale" contest. The winner was chosen by our applause and it was very close, with Elder Barton winning. He won a "dog" all wrapped up in puppy-paw-print paper and in a little basket. If you remember our dog story the first day we were at our mission (see the first week of our BLOG), well, our missing dog ended up as a raffle prize a couple of weeks ago, to the Walkers. Now, here he is again, as a Tall Tale contest prize! Then, when we played another little game about Cowboy Nursery Rhymes, Elder Peart said a bad word he shouldn't have, so the dog prize got transferred to him! We may never get our dog back! But, I mentioned to Elder Peart that the dog has a "breathing problem" (a spring in the battery box is broken and his belly doesn't go up and down any more.) I think I heard Elder Peart say that he thought he may be able to help him. He may be in good hands after all!
Our daily assignments are lots of times jobs that keep the missionary couples together. Since Elder Howard and Elder Brinkerhoff are the mechanics/welders/etc., Elder Cowen sometimes thinks that Sister Brinkerhoff and I have the same abilities that our husbands have. They were welding on some porta-john trailers so we were putting the toilet paper and garbage cans in them. When they were all finished, Elder Cowen asked us to grab a truck, hook onto a trailer of porta-johns and haul them down to staging, about three miles down the dirt road.
Another new experience for me was mounting axels and wheels on the new handcarts we are building. But, the first time I tried to drill a hole to bolt on the axel, I broke the bit! I felt pretty bad, but Elder Cowen tried to console me by saying, "It could happen to anyone." I learned how you pack bearings with grease, then fill the hub with the grease gun, and tighten it just tight enough to spin and not make the bearings hot! I think our next project should be to teach Elder Howard how to sew a pioneer bonnet/apron!
On Wednesday we got some very special visitors. Because of them, we had extra guests for our dinner meals that night and also Thursday night. Sister Cowen asked that I do the menu and assignments for those two meals, counting on almost 40 people for Wednesday and 30 people for Thursday. We decided on chicken noodles (our mainstay for when our kids come visit) and taco salad. I wasn't too comfortable doing the menu planning and worried quite a bit over it. Well, we had a lot of noodles left over (half of the missionaries took home enough for lunch later in the week) and with Sister Cowen adding more hamburger for the taco salad, it all worked out okay!
Our special guests were Doreen Lloyd and JoAnn Baird. They are sisters of Marjorie Hinkley, the wife of Gordon B. Hinkley who was a prophet and President of our Church. We just call them "The Pay Sisters." Pay is their family name. They have a great pioneer heritage and shared many stories of their grandmother, Mary Goble, coming to Salt Lake from England. At 12 years old, she traveled with her family in the Hunt Wagon Company that ended up meeting with the Martin Handcart Company in Wyoming in 1856. Along the trail, a sister, a new baby sister, and her mother all died.
A hundred and fifty years later, someone found the burial marker of Mary Goble's baby sister, Edith, and it was returned to the family. It is a great treasure for all of them. The Pay Sisters had us laughing one minute and crying the next with all of their wonderful stories. We had a wonderful dinner and meeting with them. They stayed the night in our addies, ready for adventures the next day.
The next morning we had a visitor in our Missionary Village. This antelope walked around all of our trailers, ate a little grass, and then meandered out into the meadow just outside our gate. He did this for several days in a row. I think that his does shooed him away so they could have their fawns!
On Thursday, the Pay Sisters hung out with us all day. We went to the Guild Ranch where they also do handcart treks (as a private company) on land that they own that has parts of the original Mormon Trail going through it. It was amazing to be on some of those trails. Wendy Peterson, from the Guild family, leads the treks and she gave us the tour. They are quite sure that the rocks in front of her cover a grave of a pioneer.
There was a fenced area that had rocks in the formation of an arrow. This is the marker that Brigham Young had made when he came to the Salt Lake Valley in the Vanguard Wagon Company. It showed the groups following which way they should go.
Wendy told us that they could follow the original Mormon Trail by the rust marks on some of the rocks from the handcart and wagon wheels.
This is the hill, looking down into the valley below to Muddy Camp, where the pioneers traveled and camped. Wendy takes her trekkers down this hill and clear to the Muddy River.
Elder Howard and I are standing at the Mormon Trail marker at the top of the hill.
We went on down to Muddy Camp where Brigham Young actually camped. We met up with some of the Guild family and enjoyed lunch with them.
They used to let the trekkers camp at Muddy Camp, but they don't any more. They are trying to preserve it to be like it was when the pioneers came across.
Next, we traveled a very rough and muddy road to get to Williams Field where Wendy told us some very special stories about how they found this grave site. She also told us more stories about her trekking experiences. She told us about a person who had recently lost a family member and how the butterflies followed that group the whole way (which was very unusual) and they felt it was a sign that the deceased family member was with them.
At the end of the tour, we ended up in Piedmont, WY. There were some charcoal kilns which were built in 1869 and made charcoal that was used in the pioneer smelters in Utah Valley.This poster shows how the charcoal was made.
Elder Howard and Elder Cowan, standing in the doorway of one of the kilns.
Elder Higginson, Sister Barton (brother and sister), and Elder Barton playing their harmonicas in one of the kilns. Great accoustics!
A beautiful "Kodak Moment" with one of the old Piedmont buildings centered in a lighted cloud!
Wendy Peterson, our guide, with her Mom, Sister Guild, whose family own this amazing Ranch.
On Saturday afternoon, Elder Howard and I took a 4-wheeler and road the trail that we will be on for our first Trek. We saw this badger who was polite enough to let us take his picture. As we were driving along, an antelope was running close to us. All of a sudden, we saw, what looked like a small dead animal in the trail about 8 feet in front of us. We stopped quickly and this baby antelope fawn raised its head, jumped up, and ran towards its mom. I couldn't get the camera out fast enough to get a picture. It wasn't wet, but looked like it had been not too long before. I think it was probably just a few hours old. We were sure glad we didn't run over it!
On Sunday afternoon we heard this terrible noise--like cats fighting or something. It was two badgers fighting behind Missionary Village in front of the corrals. They were screaming and dust was flying. The bigger one on the left seemed to win the fight as the smaller ran away. When the big one saw us watching him, he came running towards us, but behind our building and through the fence to his hole.
Elder Call has been wanting to shoot a badger really bad, and Elder Howard wants a badger skin. So, Elder Call gets his rifle out and shoots at him. He knows he hit him because there was blood at the top of his hole. We never saw any more of him. We are allowed to shoot badgers if they are within the boundaries of Missionary Village, which this one was.
We had good companions with us when we climbed the hill to check the well on Sunday--me, Sister Ekins, Elder Ekins, Elder Howard, and Elder Call (Sister Call took the picture and she shared it with me.) The weather is going to be beautiful all next week--just when we need it so we can get out on the trails so we will be ready for those trekkers!