Rusty and I went to Red Feather Lakes, which is about 45 min outside of Fort Collins. It is a BEAUTIFUL little desserty mountain town with about a million little lakes. The first thing we noticed when we got there was the Quiet. Seriously--it was the kind of quiet you imagine after a nuclear bomb has hit the planet. We stayed in these cute little cabins called "Hilltop Cabins" that were right on the edge of a lake. That night we took a walk by the lake, went to dinner and Del-Rae High Country Restaurant (can we say FRIED FOOD???) and then got ice cream and watched the Olympics all cozied up by our cute fireplace. On Sat we did a little more hiking and then rafted down the Cache La Poudre River. The river was beautiful, but the ride wasn't quite as wild as we had hoped. Lots of very calm floating, and not so much white water rapids. But we still had a great time. We then picked up the kids from Sara and Brian and drove home. Sara called just a few min after we got home and told me I had left my purse at her house! GOOD GRIEF. So, being the kindly folk they are, they drove all the way to our house to bring it to me. In her prayers that night Halle said, "Thanks that Braxton and Kambree could come give Mommy her purse so we could have just a little bit more fun."


