Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Coming HOME to Lake Powell to PLAY: annual houseboat vacation PART TWO

This is Part 2 of a two part blog series.  
Please see here for Part 1.






Yesterday I shared clips and minutes of our annual Lake Powell trip.  Chris and I were born and raised at incredible Lake Powell and it's our hearts' desire to show our kids the exciting life on the lake.  Each year we are blessed to have the chance to bring them home.


Carrying on from yesterday's lake stories:


Chris and Titus talk in the stillness of the evening.


At night we build fires on the beach, Chris and Guy play beautiful guitar songs, we sing, and just hang.   



S'mores are always fun but this year I also packed stuff to make sweet stuffed bananas.  They are SO GOOD!  I shared a how to on how to make them in a past camping food snack blog post



Foil-wrapped banana goodness in the fire.
Mmmmm



Chris loves fire.  He turns into this excited kid when he builds a fire.  It fascinates him for hours.  Last year he brought magnesium along to make our fire light up the world.  He did it again this year.  These magnesium fires are legit!!  Once Chris has it all worked out, these fires light up the entire beach! It is incredible to see and so much fun.  You can tell by these photos that we are lit up as if staring at a camera flash...but no, it's just a crazy fire. ;)




Kathy and Titus


My babe and me



Nighttime on the lake is some of my most loved memories.  It is magic.  Black magic with the biggest twinkling star show you've ever seen.  We sleep on the top deck of the houseboat, outside, right beneath the stairs.  The view leaves me breathless always.  I can't take my eyes off of the vast sky.  God is fancy!  His work leaves me in awe. 

This is the first year our entire family 5 slept up on the deck.  I treasure these memories and loved every second!  We pull mattresses up, load up on blankets and settle in for our star dreams.


The sun pushes upward, 
breathing a new day into this vast land of peace.  
Sunrise on Lake Powell is a gift. 
 This non-morning girl wakes up early every day I'm here to experience it! 

I quietly sneak away and dip my paddle into the soft water in early morning.


Our camp circle in the early morning light.


Each year I make homemade muffins to start our day.




Hans and Guy whip up some 
delicious hot breakfasts for us in the mornings!


Then it's..."hello beautiful world, let's play!".


So we get to it!
The still lake quickly turns into a giant outdoor playground.


My hot man of the family


family five

I didn't get any photos, but I had the chance to water ski on Lake Powell again.  This has been a wish and desire of mine for a long time!  It makes me cry and swell with so much emotion.  I spent my life waterskiing over these waves.  I traveled a great journey and made a full circle back.  I thank God for my body and the opportunity to use it in the ways that delight my spirit!  Water skiing here again was actually on my after 30 bucket list!

Ready to ski!
My heart is full 
and I can't ask for more.

Here I am!
At home...
ready to ski again!



The boys had lots of playtime on the water too


Kotah on his wakeboard!  He is a water boy, like his mama.
We had a jet ski lake party for his birthday this year too!


Titus tears it up on a kneeboard!


Lots of paddle boarding adventures too...




The show off in me...


Go, go, go
all day long!



Beach play.  


I have countless memories on these beaches building sand towns and using my imagination all day long.  It makes me smile wide inside watching my boys do the same thing.




My sun kissed angel.
I love him so much, it hurts.


And always more exploring...


Our fun in the sun changes to indoor houseboat play when we pull anchors to move to a different beach.


Lots of games were played!



Our amazing friend Kathy always brings the boys special surprises that encompass learning.  I so appreciate this about her!  This year, she brought owl dissecting kits for the boys to learn with.  


A BIG thank you to Hans and Kathy for your generous hearts.  We treasure this vacation and love you both!   You color our lives!


Our time in this land always ends too soon and it's time for the Moore family to pack it up and turn the boat back.



Thank you Chris-foot-through-the-floor-Moore
for making all of my dreams come true,
every damn day.  
How do you do it?
I am always grateful.
Love you like crazy.


This moment is over...


...and tomorrow may never come.


So, I'll keenly and passionately remember these days.


...longing for them to never end.  
But when they do,
it will be
okay.

Because, I have these moments lining my heart
layers and layers of memories
insulating my soul within
delivering me a promise that some things can never be taken away.

So we'll keep making moments,
gathering them in our hearts.
Until the fullness overflows.
And even when it does,
we won't ever stop creating the beauty 
that draws us to the people and places
that have our hearts.




This is the final post of a two part blog series.  Please see here for PART 1.


Annual Lake Powell Houseboat trip archive:

*Many of these photos are compliments of my talented friend, Kathy.  Thank you!

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Our family's annual LAKE POWELL HOUSEBOAT vacation, part 1


I'm a lover of traditions.  I'm sure you all kinda guessed that by now!   Our annual houseboat tradition on Lake Powell is our favorite!  Of all the things we get to see and experience in this beautiful little life, our entire family agrees that this is the best!  It's the cream of the crop, top dog, grand finale to our family fun.  

Lake Powell is our home.  Chris and I were both born and raised with the lake in our backyard.  I grew up camping and boating on Lake Powell almost every weekend of our summers.  This incredible and unique place has my heart in a really big way.   This giant space of fresh blue water, with it's awe-inspiring red canyon cliffs always centers my spirit, renews my mind, and covers me with calm.  Chris and I are so happy that we can take our boys back to Lake Powell each year, so they can get a taste of who we are, where we came from, and what we identify with. 


All traditions are a sheet of music.  They follow the same song, repeating the happy melody over and over again.  Our Lake Powell tradition is full of repeated fun, with surprises of new activity added in each year.  


We ALWAYS stop for milk shakes and burgers on our way to Powell.  We all anticipate the break on our drive, counting the miles, and jumping out of the car, as we finalize milk shake flavors in our head!




We are HERE!!

We always kick off our vacation with dinner at the marina.  There really is no place I'd rather be. 


Every place I go, I run.   It's been such a fulfilling goal this year!  Coming HOME to run is my favorite!  


The docks always carry their own atmosphere that is light, airy, and festive.   We rush around getting our home loaded onto the big houseboat before we launch. 



Let's float away...


Getting behind this big wheel and waiting to see where this year's adventure will take us!



...and this is the non stop beauty our eyes take in the entire vacation. 
 Lake Powell is entirely unique.  There is no place like it. 



We brought our jet skis with us this year!  If you've never been on a jet ski...ummm, you really need to! 




Me!
Chris!
We rode from sun up to sun down.


Cameron earned his Utah State PWC rider's license this year so he had a lot of fun operating the jet skis too! 

PS  Cameron is just the cutest little teenager EVER.



Super cool shot of Cameron tearing it up on the jet ski!


On our boat ride, we found our secret slit rock that we discovered a few years ago.  You can read this story here.  If you climb all the way up this slit, the canyon opens up into a sandy path, way up high, wedged in between the canyon walls.  It is serene, quiet, and mysterious.  Then you jump back down into the water.  It is quite the adventure!



Kotah and I jump!

Kotah jumps!


Titus jumps!



And then back in the boat to continue our excursion.  The boys get to practice driving a lot on this trip.



The guys always play kickback music for us while we float.  It's a favorite of mine!
Instagram video:
A video posted by Lisa Moore (@mooreminutes) on




The houseboat slide is always a favorite too!


The boys did it over and over again!


Late afternoon, we found a camp spot, with our little water home nestled in between sandstone walls. 


Time to drop the anchors and make a home on the beach.


We do a lot of exploring on our LP vacations.  These sandstone hills are the perfect places to run and explore.





Discovering a deep hole in the ground.


Our friends exploring the hole.



Over every red hill is sudden peace and beauty. 




The girls all get together before our trip to plan our menu.  We can't find new restaurants on yelp for THIS vacation, so we pack our food in and cook on our houseboat home!

Food and freetime makes all our days happy ones!

Steak dinners...

Our friend, Hans, makes legendary beer can potatoes every year!  
Camp food is above the rest!


I always bring a collection of homemade snacks...




The lake quiets down when the sun starts to leave in the evening.  
The loud summer fun water turns over to a calming, natural peaceful wonderland.



It's the perfect time for fishing.  
Titus is hooked on this patient leisure fun.




Day is nearly done and we lie under the stars
ready to start it all again the next day.




Check back tomorrow for part 2, campfire, water sports, and more
 of our annual Lake Powell Houseboat vacation!


Annual Lake Powell Houseboat trip archive:


*Many of these photos are compliments of my talented friend, Kathy.  Thank you!