LA MONTAGNE!!!!!!!!!

It must be known, we love mountains. We love snow. We love our friends. Combine them all and you get a fantastic day of hiking with friends up Quandary Peak. We had a super fun day.....hiking, laughing, and enjoying God's beautiful creation! One of the many highlights of living in Summit County!

on the summit of Quandary Peak :) 

climbing up.

Quandary Peak, October 16th, 2010

Our new home in Dillon, CO

The Hibbins are finally starting to settle! After living in Buster for 5 weeks, we were sad that our roadtrip was coming to an end, but so excited to get to our new home! We arrived in Dillon with clouds painting the mountain tops white. The scenery was stunning.

We are loving our humble little mountain home in the valley of some of the most beautiful mountains in America. With Ravens and Magpies singing and the sweet sound of aspen leaves blowing in the autumn wind, we are finding it to be a beautiful place to live.

Our first hike in our new home, Mt. Royal in Frisco.

We are renting a one bedroom condo and loving it......We feel so blessed to have a super cute place to live! I have been enjoying decorating and getting crafty here and there with inexpensive ways to make our home fun, creative, and us :)

Buster parked in his new home. Buffalo Mt. behind him in the morning sunlight. 

Lake Dillon

Roadtrips Rule!

The Grand Canyon.

So yes. It is true. Roadtrips rule! Much more than we could have ever expected, hence our lack of blogging. There is so much to see and do, its endless. We are loving our new lifestyle on the road with Buster. If you are not our friends on facebook, check us out. We are Alyssa Max Hibbin, and we are posting all our pics on our profile. We do plan on continuing the blog, but when we have a bit more time! So much to see! Here are a few highlights.........

Key West with my cousin Lyn! :) 

The hibbins in Florida. 

The Wild West.

New Orleans.

the sand at the Arches National Park. 

Do-do Dude

Camper cooking

Just a quick one to convey the culinary art/disaster that is cooking at 60mph. Successfully completed twice so far, the camping stove works great as long as all the windows are closed. As you struggle to maintain composure, balance and contents of saucepans you feel like a cook in the galley of a ship.

What didn't go so well, was the attempt to complete the dishes in such confinement. Wishing to be further relieved from driving duty, I got the plants out the bucket, I got water in the bucket, I even washed and somewhat rinsed the few implements and plates we had used, all without too much drama. But there was one thing I was forgetting.... what am I going to do with the dirty water??? I'll tell you what I did, in the interest of not losing any time, I rolled down the passenger side window and carefully got the bucket outside, holding on tight, tipped it up and bingo! - all the water is gone. Well, I'm not quite sure what the opposite expression to bingo is, but lets just say that some less enthused expressions were soon to be heard when the remnants of lunch suspended in the water were found to be stuck to the side of Buster, congregating on the windows of course. FYI we had had BBQ chicken for lunch and it dried to the van quick, yuck! Disposing of dirty dish water at highway speeds not recommended. Did anyone but me, need this helpful hint? :)

Next post is the update from our awesome weekend in FL....

To the land of Peaches

Tuesday evening was gross. Really gross. Once it started to rain, it didn't stop. So instead of sleeping up in the canopy, we hesitantly decided to sleep in the bottom bed. Stuff was everywhere. Trying to clear the back bed of our stuff was quite the task and only took about 3 hours. But it was a good night's sleep in a mostly vacant Wal-mart parking lot and it was surprisingly pleasant.

We rolled out of the parking lot and headed south for Jasper, GA. Beautiful scenery through the valley was breathtaking, as well as the stench that was coming from Max's direction. 

We had an interesting gas stop in southern Georgia, we had been looking for the staple of the north, Dunkin Donuts, and when we finally noticed a sign on an exit, we were excited. Being about 90 degrees out a Coolata was in order, little did we know what concoction would fill the Dunkins cup. Sugar saturated Ice with brown food coloring is the only way to effectively describe it. Yuck! Plus I scraped Buster up against a pole leaving the gas station, so now he has a little red streak on him. Not one of our better stops.

Before long we were approaching my aunt and uncle's home on Sharp Mountain. To say that Buster struggled up the steep and twisting road would be a huge understatement, at several points we were changing into 1^st to make it. It was great views and we were very glad after 10 hours on the road to have a wonderful place to stay with family. My Aunt and Uncle so warmly welcomed us and fed us the most amazing food, including Peach cobbler. I got see my cousins and catch up with everyone and whats going on in their lives. We had such a wonderful time; that feeling of gratefulness was welling up again.

Destination Snowflex

After a good 4 hours sleep and a killer almond croissant, it was on the road again; destination Lynchburg, VA. Buster broke all records as he whizzed thru New Jersey and Pennsylvania, not missing a beat (praise God!) on occasion he even approached the speed limit. The scenery thru Pennsylvania reminded us of Kent, England, rolling hills and farm land with little groups of trees sprinkled throughout. The weather agreed with the picture of England as gloomy clouds also repeatedly sprinkled on us throughout the day.

'Lynchburg, VA??' I hear you say. The Hibbin's will never pass up a chance to shred, even if its glorified carpet. Liberty University is where you can find year round shred, a shred of sorts, don't expect too much and you'll probably be impressed; we were. Imagine an ocean of irrigated, up turned broom heads and that is pretty much what you got, but hey, its August, so its incredible none the less. Rolling as the Hibbin's do, we took the last tow rope at midnight and called it a job well done. We left soaked but that was more to do with the 'rain' coming up from the ground rather than the regular type. O yeah; word from the wounded (not wise) don't fall over, rug burn x 100, ouchies.