St. George

For Spring Break the kids and I decided to head south and visit my parents in sunny St. George, Utah.  My dad has been having some problems with vertigo and so instead of coming to see us we went and saw them.  Our flight out of Cedar Rapids kept getting delayed because of wind in Denver.  We made it to St. George but a few hours later than expected.  This was the first time any of them remember flying.  They did really good and were very well behaved.  We had a flight attendant from Denver to St. George that kept telling us his name was Patrick.  He said it a million times, but he was funny and very chatty.  He was going up and down the aisles talking to people and asking them questions.  I've never seen such a friendly flight attendant before.

 Our first day in SG we went to Jacob Hamblin's house.  He was a pioneer and early settler in that area.  He new many Indian languages and was able to go among them and build peace between the two peoples.

 After his house we went down by the Santa Clara River and hiked and saw some petroglyphs on the rocks.  The kids loved climbing up on the big rocks and eating a picnic.