Ghost town?

My friend Byron came up from California to visit a few weeks ago. He really wanted to go out and see this ghost town called Nelson, and I'm always game for an adventure, so off we went! Turns out Nelson is just a really old town with crochety people who just throw old crap around everywhere and call it a ghost town. Nah, there was some cool stuff. But really, it was mostly just rusty old crap just thrown out in piles everywhere. Weird. There was an old mine there, which looked pretty cool. We went off and did our own exploring and found a cool old shanty with a secret entrance to the mine. At least we like to think it was secret! They guy running the "ghost town" was nice and pointed us to the least lame part of the town, to which we hurried to see and were not so impressed. But we had fun climbing up the rocks and finding secret mine entrances and old boats and rusty old crap that we had no idea what it was. Good times!


Ghost town gas pump
Private Property! Keep Out! Nope, don't think we will.


The cool shanty we found. We had to scramble up some rocks to see it, and boy was it worth it! (That's called sarcasm, folks.) No, it was cool. The secret entrance was right behind it. You could still see the tracks, buried under dirt and rocks, that the little carts would have followed down into the mine to bring up the treasure. We had fun imagining some old hermit leading his donkey up the cliff to the shanty and stealing all the treasure from the mine for himself. And judging by the shanty, the man made a killing!


*I was asked to make one small note: Byron is the COOLEST guy I know. Bar none, hands down, no contest, coolest ever.

PJ

Jason left the MTC this week for Argentina! He had 20 hours of flying (his first time on a plane...) and 20 hours on the bus. He was pretty excited. He called me from the airport. I was pretty sad I missed his call, because I was working, but now I can save his message for two years and listen to it when I miss him. He's such a great kid- we all miss him and pray for his success as a missionary.

I sent him this picture a few weeks ago- this is he and I when I came home from my mission (nearly six years ago... oh how fast the time has gone). I was still taller than him! He could smoosh me with his thumb now! Love this kid. Miss him, too.

I bet you wish you were in my class.

Yep, we made movies about Mitosis. That's cell division for those of you less versed in biology code words. And don't they look so happy to be learning?!?!?

Coming soon- Esmerelda the gypsy (sh, don't tell... it's me.) turns copper coins into GOLD!