Trekking at Five Star Ranch

Desert Rose came with me to the family reunion at the Five Star Ranch. It's through Spanish Fork Canyon on the way to Fairview. The skies are always just the most amazing blue and the ranch itself is just picturesque with its own "lake" (more of a pond really). And so the sock and I took a little picture trip.

The walk went past the lake featured above and through a gate that wasn't quite locked but it was meant to stay closed. The barbed wire wasn't all that encouraging but closed doors/gates always means there's just something interesting on the other side! DR and I were not deterred, not by wire or locks or dead branches or cruel looking plants on the ground. And we were rewarded with a rather cute little stream which I'm sure would have been more impressive if it were pregnant with snow run-off. And it was sure that soon, it would be nothing but a dry trickle. Still, at that point, it was a fun find.

On the way back, we both decided to admire the gorgeous sky. Only here at the ranch can the sky really get so blue. The stars are so clear at night and it's like you can see infinity from where you stand. Or a half-knit sock, depending on your point of view. As we passed the lake, DR required a rest. She found a good spot that provided the perfect photo-op of the 'lake' and the horizon beyond.

It was a great reunion and I'm always happy to come to the ranch. I never took a picture of the place, but it's big. Big enough to comfortably hold all of our family that comes and not have little tykes crawling everywhere constantly.

Also, mom wants a pair just like these. Problem is, I'm kind of on my honor not to buy more yarn. Now, since they're not for me, should I just buy the skein and make some for my mom or should I wait and possibly not find the yarn when I move back to Kansas in mid-August? I mean, the Yarn Barn in Lawrence is freakin' awesome, but they only started carrying Koigu last autumn, I don't think they'll have Trekking XXL for a while.

I think I'd best just...do it. For my mom, who I love. Oh ye guilty pleasures.