We face-timed the grand-kids and said, "check this out."
"What's that?" They asked.
"That's Mystery Mountain Jr."
Ok. I that's not the name. But you have to give them something to look forward to, right?
"We won't climb it until you get here." I promised.
The months passed.
And this little hill's mystery remained unanswered to us.
We saw the deer walk down hill and roam the neighborhood.
We peered out front as the snow settled on it and the neighbors sleighed down it.
We watched it as it changed colors.
And then, with grand-kids here, we finally climbed it.
Half way up we saw the neighborhood grow smaller.
Then we took in the entire valley.
To the west were mountains and to the south east of that, a section of the Great Salt Lake.
We could see the building of downtown, which was barren until it was the pronounced as the final stop for pioneers who traveled months to get there. "This is the place." they said.
Straight ahead is Lone Peak, an all-day journey by foot for those less nimble.
And to the far east is the mouth of the American Fork Canyon, a national forest which provides a scenic view, waterfalls, lakes, a cave and Sundance.
In the above photo you can see the effects of a fire which, fortunately, was under control before the winds could threaten further damage. Within a few years there will be blooms not seen before, if that last blaze is to be used as a measuring stick. My goodness- nature sometimes has a remarkable way of recovering from the ills we can bring.
From this hill one could keep walking south, until...
Utah Lake is revealed.
This is life at 8,000 feet.
If you love to bike, or hike, or take in nature, "this is the place" for you.
Chuck Willman helps you find your place in Utah. (Sellers and buyers served.)