The Lost Month, Part III (a.k.a Bishop Bailey doesn't live here anymore)

A quick reader suggestion, start with the post below, The Lost Month, parts I and II before reading this one.

Welcome back,

Here's how July went-

-Found out that not only was I getting released from being a Counselor in the Bishopric but was receiving the call to be Bishop, which as most of you know I accepted.
-Found two great Counselors who to date are doing a great job!
-Got sick, Caryn got sick also.
-Sent Jason up to scout camp.
-Spent a day at the water park with the younger three kids.
-acted as Bishop at a wedding and a memorial service
-spent many hours attempting to get my arms around my new calling.
-work, work, work, work.
-only had two bike rides, one with Presidente Blair.

No time for photography, bike riding or goofing off. I hope to remedy this!

A busy, busy month. But we're on our feet again. Hope to keep the blog updated more regularly.

The Lost Month, Part II

Sunrise on Sunday Morning, July 1st from Grouse Ridge

O.K. So Charles and I finish up rafting on Saturday the 30th. He's due at Camp Marin Sierra on Sunday July 1st no later than 10:00 a.m. I have a plan. It's simple and has two steps, one, eat dinner and two, a great night spent out under the stars.

First things first, I call Caryn to check in. Things are well at home. She's especially excited because the Stake President wants to meet with us and figures that I'm going to be released as a Counselor in the Bishopric since Bishop Bailey and family are moving to Utah.

I tell Charles the news. He smiles. There's nothing else to be said. We drive.

We drive north up highway 49 through Calaveras County, home of the famous Jumping Frog. We dine in Placerville on Mexican food. The hostess seats us away from the rest of the guests at the restaurant - we must look a little rough after three days on the river. Dinner of steak and enchiladas is great and we head up to scout camp. Step one of the plan is complete.

Step two, we pass Scout Camp around 9:00 and head up to the fire lookout on Grouse Ridge which we reach after driving up 8 miles of dirt road and a twenty minute hike to the top.

We slept on the walkway around the lookout. There was a full moon.

The lookout-

The outhouse-

Room with a View

Even after all of this fun I still made it back to Marin in time for Priesthood meetings!

The Lost Month, Part I

July was a blur!

It's been a month+ since the last post however as many of you know it's been a busy month to say the least.

June 28th, 29th and 30th Charles and I went rafting with John Plocher and a few of his friends and family. We put in at Meral's pool on the Tuolumne River and pulled out on Don Pedro Reservoir. Three days of great fun. The trip was run by All-Outdoors, http://www.aorafting.com/ and the staff was fantastic!

The trip included swimming holes, exploring an abandoned mine, good eats, much fun on the river and 18 miles of beautiful scenery punctuated by class 4 rapids.

A few photos . . .

(John and Jared making the leap!)

We had a great time! Make plans and go make some memories of your own!

sj