Denali Weekend

    This last weekend was are traditional Denali weekend. My family goes up there every Labor day weekend. This tradition started when I was about 11 or 12 years old and over 20 years later we're still going. We always have a lot of fun just hanging out as a family relaxing, hiking, and being crazy together. This year because of little Michael, James and I stayed at a bed and breakfast with mom and dad. It was a great place, the room was at least as big as our apartment and had everything you'd need including the Kitchen sink.
    We also had some crazy weather while we were there. The wind at times was blowing around 50 to 60 miles and hour, I thought the outside door would blow in. James took Blake outside in it while we were cleaning up and he almost got blown over. The colors in Denali right now are beautiful, the leaves on the trees are a bright yellow and the tundra is bright red, you've never seen something so beautiful.   No matter how many times I go up there I never get tired of it. Here's to many more years of Denali.

The kids loved playing with grandpa on the I Pad

The view from our window

Part of the hotel room

Blake at the beach

Blake and me ( the wind was blowing in our faces)

Michael showing off his smile

James the mountain goat

Playing by the river

Stephen and Blake

The flash was to bright

Enjoying the camp fire