Today we met with Milan from Lava Zipline. He owns 40 acres here in Lava Springs that he grows wheat, barley and hopefully next year, hops. Funny, funny guy. Let the kids zip! It is out of season, no annoying tourists around, so we had the full tour by ourselves with Milan and Keith. Talk about a great time. We were picked up at the local coffee spot called "Peaceful space" Jay Jay, who have been called Zen Daddy for his "lighten up your soul" comment, loved that name. Milan drives a 1966 Duce and a half, which I still have memories of from my army days. The kids really enjoyed the 6 mile CHILLY open air ride. Can you see the slots of open space behind their backs? Is Milan crazy? Where is the 5 point harness and seatbelts?
Jay Jay zipped 5 times. We all did execpt for Allie. After the tail wind sent her FLYING on the 1500 foot cable, she decided to stay with Keith and eat granola bars at the end of the line. And she thinks she had the best day of all of us. Jay, Zen Daddy and I were all able to flip upside down and ride that way for the whole drop. Jay Jay got to ride on the zip line sled and do a "super man" on his tummy. After the terrific day of zipping, Milan offered a prize to either kid who climb this slippery nylon rope... 22 feet up! It only had one knot. Guess what, Jay Jay did it! So he got a super cool decal for his bike with a ziplining guy on it.
On the drive back in the windy, open duce and half army truck, he turns to me and says, "Mom, God did bless America." The Zen Daddy strikes again. The fall leaves around us on the mountains, the pine trees, the crisp 65 degrees and blue skies overheard. I think I also heard angels singing at that moment.
Lunch was at the restuarant aptly named "THAI FOOD". The Chevron overhang still in the parking lot. It was the best Thai food I've have in a long time. I spent a month in Thailand and I was so impressed. Jay and Allie both had the chicken satay with peanut sauce and sticky rice... in the little bamboo steamer pot... Jay had pork pad thai, his old reliable and I have to say, I wend with Larb Kai salad and my old reliable, thai iced tea. Jay ate every bite and half of Allie's. Allie ate 2 cups of rice, sipped on my tea and had three bites of chicken. She was initally not impressed until she found that on the bottom of the peanut sauce dish, were painted flowers. Those crafty Thai! So we all had to eat or wipe out the little dishes so she could see the pattern on the bottom. She would like this for Christmas she tells me. And a HUGE sweet tart. Mom, will you start looking for little dished like this?
After lunch at 3, off to the most horrid, horrid laundry I have ever been to. It is in the back of Blue Moom bar. No kids under 21 posted. Smokey, musty, moldly. I must get this laundry done before we head to Provo tomorrow. Jay took the kids for a walk to the Lava Springs Museum and to the park. I met a sweet old hunter (it's hunting season) and chated with him while the clothes spun and rinsed. He claims that wolves are devouring the elk and that he has noticed a real shift in the game. I didn't want to tell him that the wolves were coming from the WA area in response to all the vampires. Didn't want to freak him out in the unfortunate event he hasn't read the entire Twilight series
Allie come back to the bus with a pioneer sun bonnet that she bought at the museum fundraiser. She tells me that if Jay Jay can be Zen Daddy, she can be pioneer girl. And she is like a pioneer girl, traveling to new lands with her family, far from home. So cute.
Tonight we hit the hot springs again. Here it is a cross between a scene from cacoon and porky's. Not sure which way to go on that, but some of the bathing suits clearly were too tight or too little or just not the right move. Allie told me tonight, as she has at other times, that she is really worried their "ya knows" are going to pop right out. I talk about modesty and how we choose to treat our bodies and at this point, she totally agrees.
The lifegaurd, though, Melissa, is wonderful. She invites us tomorrow to her potato farm to see how potato's come out of the ground. We'll be seeing her at 10 just up the road. And Marilyn, the gal who we paid the admission to the hot springs for the last two nights, has a sister in Lancaster Ohio on Maud Street, which is my hometown! I think I may know where she lives. Allie loves this Marilyn b/c she reminds her of my mom, Marilyn. Ah!
I'll let you know how the potato farm is tomorrow night from Provo.
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