Tuesday, November 8, 2011
This picture is taken from the corner where the cemetery road meets the main road. If you were to continue out to the rim on this road you would come to the location of the first home owned by Donald Louis Davison, my grandpa. You can still see trees around where the house sat on the google maps satelite image attached to this post. The house was moved by Grandpa's brother, Lawrence long ago. This road was used when the Davison brother's divided up the ranch when the partnership broke up. All the flat land and Wiley Gulch to the right of the position of this picture was given to Grandpa. The Cemetery is surrounded by land that belonged to my grandpa.
Most of the graves in the cemetery belong to family members. You can view pictures of all the current headstones as of June 2011 on http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=cr&CRid=2262842&CScn=Smith+Prairie&CScntry=4&CSst=15.
Monday, November 7, 2011
This is one of my favorite pictures from our summer trip. It is taken just over the rim from Chicken Flat headding for the bridge. You can just make out 2 logging trucks along the road. We had stopped for Wiggles to throw-up and saw the trucks comming, so moved close to the bank in a wide spot and waited for them to pass. It's a good thing we did too as the second driver was deffinately not familure with driving mountain roads and nearly tipped the truck over on us. Can you imagine what would have happened if we had met him in a narrow part of the road? It was a beautiful drizzly day. Just perfect for the drive in, no dust, not too hot, or too cool, just perfect. I don't remember the road being so long or steep before. There were so many trees before that it looks really different now. The fire changed the landscape drasticly.
This week I turn in my paperwork for the DUP. I am very excited. I know I should have done this a long time ago, but am just getting around to it. I would have thought that my great great grandfather Joel Sidney Wright would have already been listed in the DUP index, but suprisingly wasn't. We are not certain how and when he came to Utah, but he married in Utah before the railroad, thus qualifying him as a Utah pioneer.