The 4th of July was spent in the town of Bridgeport, CA. It is a small town America stop with lots of gold rush history, and my uncle lives there. It has a western charm and is still full of cowboy hats, fishermen and historic buildings--it is far different from Orange County! We had a mainstreet parade, along with a watermelon eating contest (Carter almost won for the 5 year olds!), a greased pole climbing contest for the kids (my nephew almost got the prize money at the top), snow cones at the Jolly Cone, a bbq and hours of fireworks both on the lawn and the show over the nearby reservoir.
While at June Mountain, we hiked, the boys fished, we visited the lake, we relaxed, and life was deliciously slow. Enjoy the pictures!
Enjoying the beach at June Lake
Hiking--the boys did really well!
Micah's first visit to SNOW! He liked to throw it.
I married a Spartan who found his way to California
Grandpa and Carter at the top of the ski lift at June Mountain
My sister's sweet kiddos ready for the 4th of July parade!
Some of my cousins' kids--cuties
Grace, my niece, and Micah are ready for the parade
The only pic I got of me on the 4th . . . Ryan and I enjoying the parade
Love this little guy!
Love both these boys!
Church in Bridgeport
We found a park!
All the activities on the 4th happen on the Court House lawn.