Something dirt roads, rock piles, and family around that brings out the kid in all of us. Our trip to
Bagdad was one of the most enjoyable parts of our trip. This is where Andy had spent all his childhood growing up. Here is our adventure to
Bagdad.
The first stop was to....you guessed it.
Cabelas, the best store in the world for outdoor enthusiasts. Its like a theme park for hunters and fishers alike. They even have a restaurant that served buffalo burgers and
venison brats.
that evening we went to the coral and fed the horses and got the opportunity to ride them. Andy was the man in charge giving the kids the chance to ride solo. This horses name was Spirit.
Soon after, Andy walked us all up this hill to find his childhood fort. As he made our way through all the cactus, there it was. A huge boulder pile with cracks and
crevices. It entertained the kids for a while and then they all decided...they didn't want to leave
Bagdad.
Tiffany, Jeff, Lexi, Brighton,
Haylee, Morgan, Trey, Andy, and I stop to take a shot as my batteries flashed that they were dieing. This is the top of the boulder pile overlooking the town of
Bagdad.
In the evenings, we all gathered around for dinner at Papa Troys.
4 wheeling and Guns- I wish I had a 4 wheeler. Someday. We borrowed a couple and took off on the dirt roads. There are so many different ways you could go. I had no idea where we were, but Andy knew exactly were we were...in the middle of no where. That is what he loves.
We stopped and set up a target, taking turns firing the 22 caliber and the others. I really like shooting guns. So much power and to hit the target makes you feel like you should get the stamp of approval from your addicted hunter of a husband.
The best part of the whole trip to
Bagdad? Spending time with the
Murrays. It seems like
yesterday they were here in Juneau with us and they haven't changed...just grown a little. I miss them so much and all the good times we have shared together.
2 comments:
Looks like a great time.
I'll give you my stamp of approval for hitting the target. That is, if my stamp means much.
And, yes, we miss the Murray's too. So glad you got to see them too. Cousin time is so fun.
Rachel
That fort is awesome. It brings back memories of my own childhood. Nothing beats a cool hideout.
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