Antelope Island

So I was home for the weekend and my parents decided that we should all go to Antelope Island because we've lived in Northern Utah all our lives and had never actually been there. The island was so beautiful! We saw several buffalo up close. Seriously, I probably could've touched it if it weren't for my paralyzing fear of being trampled. I also saw some antelope, yet another first for me. We decided to go on the hike to the top of the mountain. Now, the hike is only 3 miles, but let's be honest, I am so out of shape it's disgusting so I was heaving less than a half a mile into it. My mom, the turbo hiker, kicked all of our butts to the top. I, against even my own expectations, made it to the top. Gravity was truly defied when my entire family was standing at that 3-mile marker. I must add that it was raining and the wind was blowing like a mother! It was cold. Unfortunately we couldn't take a family picture because dad was pissed beyond all belief. His triumph picture isn't exactly Kodak-worthy. All-in-all it was a great trip to the island!

 Dad's (angry) victory pic

Mom's victory pic

My victory pic

Jake's victory pic

Mollie's victory pic