The healing power of the mountain air

I think Paul would be "well enough" to go camping if he were on his death bed.  It isn't quite that bad, but his shingles haven't made for an easy week.  Friday he had had enough of hanging about he house doing honey do home repairs and with the excuse of checking on a phony stone repair job in Brian Head we loaded it up and went camping.  He's also catching my cold and I'm still coughing and blowing my nose, but thank goodness we went!  It was so beautiful and the weather was perfect! You can be sick in the mountains just as well as you can at home!  

Paul cooked a great stew and dumplings for our dinner.

In the morning we hiked and coughed our way up the Twisted Forest Trail.  Love these gnarly old trees and the awesome views from the top.  

I guess these are different stages of pine cone formation as well as a cute little baby tree starting to grow.  

We also stopped to hike another bristlecone pines trail, saw turkeys and beautiful flowers and awesome views.