There was a little cave along the way and we saw some people rappelling the face of the falls.
The rappellers were fascinating to watch and offered to help us go down. They told us they even had a kid's harness for Marcus. But there were no takers--I could hardly handle watching them go over the edge! If Boyd and Amelia had still been there, maybe they would have done it, but they had gone off in search of a geocache.
Grandpa and Grandma met us at the top and walked down with us!
It was a great way to celebrate Pioneer Day.
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And now lets go back and see some shots of Pioneer Day from the late 70s and early 80s.
Do you remember the annual Primary Parade? How come they don't do this anymore?
Mom, I love your sunglasses in the first photo. They look straight out of today's fashion magazines! And I totally want your shoes.
Is Mark in the scout shot? I see a redhead, but I think Mark would be quite a bit older than that boy.
And who can possibly celebrate Pioneer Day without remembering the settlers of Hawaii. All those pale skinned redheads.
I still have these prom dresses.
Happy Pioneer Day!