Now the Mountain is the most amazing place on earth. Well at least it is to my family. I have so many memories from the mountain and from the top there is the most amazing view of the ranch and the open prairie. We have been going up to the mountain every since I was a toddler, or for as long as I can remember. Every year we would pack up the yellow Toyota, then it was I think some maroon truck, and then Old Green, and now we have the tan Dodge. We would haul out our trusty 6 man tent, load the cooler with hot dogs, beans, bacon, eggs, cold pop, and smore fixins. We would get out our sleeping bags and pillows and load up in the truck. It was the best camping spot you could find. Our own little piece of heaven. So it's always a joy to go back up there even if we don't spend the night it's great to grill out over open flames and enjoy that little piece of heaven.
Hello sweetness. This little guy, love him to pieces!
Uncle Mike and Grandmama enjoying watching the craziness all around!!
Muzzie, Micah, and Jonah picking up more firewood.
Dad was the fireman. He roasted all the brats and hotdogs.
What kid doesn't love hotdogs!!
Sweet Micah smiling for Aunt Amy.
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