A Tale of Two Adventures

ADVENTURE # 1

On Monday, June 14th, we had an extra spectacular FHE activity in my little family. A couple of my daughters told me about an interesting thing that they had once done with some friends down in Santaquin, UT about 45 minutes south of Provo. It was surprising, to say the least, to hear this sort of suggestion from my 2 only daughters. I would have expected to hear something like this from one of my 8 sons. Here it is...

Down in Santaquin there is a big hole. No one could quite tell me what it used to be or how it got there. Maybe it was an old mine shaft, maybe it was a sink hole, or maybe it is where a small meteor hit the earth... I'm not really sure. Anywho, this hole seems to go down forever and ever and ever. Id say the mouth of the hole is about 25x25 ft. Obviously, something dangerous to be around, a hole that seems bottomless, big enough to drive a bus into. Well, no worries. I wouldn't put my little FHE family into that sort of danger. The whole is covered with solid steal grating which is reinforced to the earth with concrete. The only place someone could actually fall in is a small place in the middle where someone has cut a part of the grating in order to fit things down there.

Does it sound exciting yet? Going to see a big hole? Sounds pretty fun huh? Well we weren't going there to just see the hole. The grand idea that my daughters had was to take some milk jugs, fill them with gasoline, light them on fire, and throw them down into this hole. And by George, that is exactly what we did.

After a little mishap (Dustin spraying gas all over himself trying to fill the milk jugs) we were on our way to the hole with 6 full jugs of gasoline. When we got there we found that there were already a couple of guys there taking their turn at the hole. They had lots of interesting things to light on fire and throw down the hole. Like the old mixer in this picture.
That should give you an idea of the awesomeness of the thing we had decided to do and the depth of the hole itself.

We decided to help the two gentlemen with the things they had brought with them until it got a little darker so our display would be that much more awesome. They had bats and a sword that they were using to beat an old TV to death and light the pieces on fire as we threw them down. We lit mailing tubes, old radios,... pretty much anything we could get our hands on and watched them go cascading down the endless hole in a glorious blaze of orange fire. It was great. But little did we know that things were only going to get better... or worse... depending on how you look at it.

We started our show and lit the first jug of gas carefully slipping it through the hole in the grating. As we peered with great anticipation at the jug going straight down into the endless hole it seemed like there was no bottom to this thing. After what seemed like an hour we couldn't see the jug anymore but felt a rush of air come out of the hole, set off by the exploding jug that had finally hit the bottom. It was awesome. Next we decided that we were going to tie a cord to one of the jugs, light it, and then swing it against the side of the hole. Here is what happened with that.

You'd think that would be it... oh no. The most amazing part of this story hasn't even happened yet. After using a few of our jugs we noticed that more people were showing up. They were shooting at phone books with a shotgun down by where we parked our cars, carrying on and having a good old time. Eventually, they came up to join us. They had brought a lot of things of their own to throw down this hole. Now I have to tell you, I did not think that high school kids like these existed outside of the south where I come from. I could have sworn these dumb redneck kids came straight from my high school back in Rudderville, TN. They told us that they were from Spanish Fork. Having been at BYU for so long I was kind of surprised to hear such colorful language. Ha Ha. Really felt like I was back in high school. Anywayz, they were lighting more of the TV, beer bottles, big jugs of chemicals, and bails of hay and throwing them down there. To make a long story short, eventually, someone came up with the idea of throwing the lit milk jugs down the hole and then shooting them with the shotgun as it fell. A truly redneck idea indeed. So we did it. The first time did it I was standing right over the middle of the hole and I thought I was going to die, literally be consumed by the flames that were produced. An enormous torrent of fire came shooting out of the hole, quickly giving way to a pillar of black smoke. We went crazy! It was awesome. We had to get it on video! At this point we were down to our last jug of gas and we were gunna go for it. Here is the video:

Note: It takes a little while to get to the explosion (skip to 0:52) and there may be some bad language in this video.

So with our adrenaline thoroughly pumped, our gasoline exhausted, and our ears burning from a slurry of profanities, we ended our FHE adventure and went home.

ADVENTURE # 2

On Saturday, June 19th, my good friend and former roommate Alden got married to a wonderful girl up in Rexburg, ID. My friends, and former FHE sisters, Laurie, Kali, and I decided to go up for the reception. Laurie and I left Provo around 9AM and picked up Kali in Lehi. On the way there we met up with Emily in Idaho Falls, another good friend and former FHE sister.
Kali - Emily - Laurie

It was my first time ever to enter the State of Idaho. This took one of the few states that I have never been to off of my list! Once in Rexburg we decided to grab some chow. The ladies got food at Jimmy Johns and tried a little calzone thingie from a place called Pickett's Bambino. It wasn't bad. We went and chilled in a park while we ate our food. After that we checked out the BYU-Idaho campus a little bit. We got lost trying to find the library but got there eventually. Its strange, BYU-Id wasn't nearly as much like BYU Provo as I thought it would be. It had a different feel. It was interesting. After chilling in the Library we decided to go see the Rexburg temple. It is a beautiful temple.
Walking up the hill
From the front

After seeing the temple Emily and I went and got ready for the reception in a local church building. Unfortunately, I somehow left a pair of my shorts in that church building with my student ID in the picket. Didn't realize it until it was too late. We still has some time to kill so I was able to look up a friend I had met on my mission. So we went to see her. After catching up with her for a while we went to the reception.
Alden and Ashley

The reception was great. It was in a big dance hall type place that was above a store called The Bed Place. Ha Ha... I thought it was kinda funny. Ahem... anywayz. My favorite part of the reception (aside from being there for Alden and all the wonderful people of course) was the food. They served more types of bread than I ever knew existed! It was amazing! There was sourdough bread, jalapeño bread, cinnamon bread, cranberry walnut bread, cherry cordial bread, olive bread, and many other types that I cant remember right now. And they had olive oil and spices to go with it... and... now I'm drooling. It was so dang good.



After chowing down on bread they did all the normal reception things: cutting the cake, the first dance, tossing the bouquet, discarding the garter, and all that good stuff. Then we danced it up until we saw them off and released our balloons.


After the reception we met up with one of my mission companions at Coldstone and had some ice cream. A good end to a crazy day.
It was great to see good ol' Eric London again.

Exhausted from our journey, we packed up and started our 4 hour drive back to Provo at 11PM. It was extremely difficult to stay awake for that drive... especially seeing that I had almost fallen asleep a few times on the way up there that morning and hadn't taken a nap or anything that day. Luckily, I had the help of two great friends to keep me awake during the journey back to Provo. No... it wasn't Laurie and Kali, though they are two great friends, they were asleep pretty quick. It was my good friends Rockstar Energy Cola and Rockstar Juiced.
I am sure that my prayers helped even more than those two energy drinks to be honest. Point is, we made it back safely and completed our adventure. I finally got to bed at about 4:30AM. I still have not caught up on sleep since that night and find it very hard to stay awake during work and during my classes... but it was totally worth it.

L'CHAIM!