Monday night Bret cam home from work and said he had a week off work. So we decided to go on we'd leave the next day. We packed and left Tuesday. We spent Tuesday night in SLC, and my Mom watched the kids while Bret and I went on a date. We got up early on Wednesday morning to leave and the real vacation began.
We stopped to let the kids have a break at Cove Fort. It was fun to place to take a break from driving.
This is called a Mormon coach. It turns into a bed for sleeping. It's basically the 1st futon.
The telegraph area.
Wes liked the old front loader.
19th century book of Mormon.
This machine is called a weasel. After a certain amount of spins it makes a popping noise to so the pioneers could have exact measurements of yarn. This is where the song Pop Goes the Weasel comes from.
After a tour and some lunch we headed back to the car to finish our drive.