Pine Valley, Utah Camping
My first memory of Pine Valley was as a young 12 year old boy. I can remember coming to Pine Valley. I was excited weeks before we packed the 65 Ford Custom and slowly headed for Utah. I remember Great Grandma and Grandpa coming up to the camp site and staying in their little pink house along I-15. It was a great time, care free with a little nervous anticipation concerning weather and the car. When we visit Pine Valley the lightening and rain seems to follow us. We spent the night in our 65 Ford at least once. I remember the comfort I felt being with my Mom and Dad in the car. The safety I felt when we prayed as a family in that old white car. I remember getting up early and it being so cold I had a hard time baiting my hook. When the warmth of the sun came over the mountain it brought a smile on my face and a sense of awe. I can't remember a time we did not catch plenty of fish. After fishing, Dad, David and I would clean the fish while Mom, Jamie and Lisa would get our breakfast cooked. Breakfast was big..... very big! Fish, eggs, bacon, toast etc. I remember one of my jobs was gathering wood for grandma to cook. I enjoyed getting her the wood and receiving praise for doing a good job. As kids the stream was a great place to fish and swim. To this day I have the fondest of memories of Pine Valley. We have all shared this beautiful place with our own children. I hope they will do the same with their own kids. There are a few places that bring so many good memories to my mind.
David's family, Rich's family and Grandpa and Grandma spent three days together up at Pine Valley camping, fishing, catching insects, eating good food, and just having fun together!
We had one small problem when we arrived, we realized that we had only packed the poles. and rain cover for our big tent--we had no tent itself! WE began to make a make-shift cover with Heather in her own little one-man tent sealing off our doorway. The boys opted to just sleep under the stars. Man vs. Wild had nothing on this gang of wild campers!!!

It didn't take the boys long to jump into the river and cool off! They gladly took on the role that Uncle Jim had led them in previous years and went swimming in the freezing water. Looks like they had a lot of fun!