Swedish pancakes for breakfast (Thanks IKEA frozen food aisle!) and we were off to explore again, this time with blindingly blue sky overhead. Bernie and I had just discovered the "red rock" area north east of our house, and of course wanted to let Sara apply her artistic photographic skills to the scenes.
I forgot to mention that it was Octoberfest time at Snowbird. Before we took the tram up the mountain we had a Bratwurst and sauerkraut lunch while listening to a German band and watching folks in full German costume dancing about. There was yodeling, and the long alpenhorns, and it was announced that at 3:30 the horns would be taken up to the mountain top for an open air concert.
Sigh. Sara's plane left at 3...maybe we can hear them next year.
How is it that the horns are played in the mountains every fall and yet I have missed hearing them each year?