So we did our annual Christmas tree hunt over the thanksgiving weekend. Like usual it was hiking up and down the mountains to find the right one. We went up above Kamas in the Uinta mountains. Its the usual place we go to find tree's. Alicen does not like the area so finding the right tree is hard for her in that mountain area. Once we got bundled up and ready to go we first went down the mountain and hit a river, no luck with tree's in that area. Then my mom called from the higher mountain area and we went that way just to find no good looking trees. The trees are good from afar but far from good (when you get close to them). We figured we would have to top a tree to get a good looking one. But at last no good tree. Alicen decided to go further up the mountain road to see if there was anything else. So we did. From there we found our tree. Alicen decided the tree she like was down a steep slope and on an island surrounded by the river and stream brake offs. So I was the lucky one to go get that perfect tree. I made my way over and lucky with out getting too wet. The perfect tree was thin, shorter and really nice. So I cut it down and rather then carry it across the river and streams I decided to slide it across the ice to Alicen. Well as I did that it slide to the middle of the stream and stopped. Our tree was out in the middle. Duh!!! So lucky I did it by a man made dam and I helped it a cross. I am just glad the dam held. Once we got back to the group of us that went we realized we had the wrong tree, it was really short and not full looking at all. It looked better out on the Island. But it was too late. At least the ranger did not stop us or it would have been a hefty fine. Once we got home we put it up to find Alicen did not like the tree at all and it was too thin, no body to it at all. But we made it work because that was the tree she wanted. I was not going to get a new tree and/or buy a new one. It looks a lot better with decorations on the tree. It was just funny how much she liked it until we got it in the house.
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