Dumont Dunes: Thanksgiving Week 2009
The Whitings, Doyles (and Joan's sister and family), Smiths, Stevensons, and Fultons enjoyed a few days at Dumont Dunes riding quads and just relaxing. The weather was nice, the winds were mostly calm, and there was a nice campfire each night.
Bishop Dan Stevenson and his grandson, "Little Dan" riding on a quad.
You might as well just accept the fact that you will need to be towed out of the sand when you go to Dumont Dunes! This picture shows Cheryl Smith being pulled out.
"Hang on! It's an earthquake!"
On Tuesday night, Gary ad Debi went to bed late after sitting out by the fire with everyone. (Earlier that night, thanks to Paula and Steve's TV and satellite dish, we even watched the finale of "Dancing With the Stars" and got to see Donny Osmond win the "mirror ball trophy"!) We were in bed, reading the scriptures, when we felt a terrible jolt. Gary warned, "Hang on--it's an earthquake!" We waited for the aftershock, but there wasn't one, so we threw on our coats and walked outside, expecting to see everyone else asking, "Did you feel that?" Imagine our surprise when no one peeked out of their trailer door! However, Kurt Doyle and his friend, Dalton, came running over--they were still out by the campfire. Our trailer's front jack had split the piece of board it was sitting on, and then the leg of the jack had sunk into the sand! The entire front of our trailer had fallen about 18-24 inches! Look carefully at the picture above to see how the front end is lower than the rest of the trailer. It took quite a bit of digging and placing of boards under the front jack to bring us back level.
The next morning, we were nice and level and had no more problems with the jack. Gary is going to devise a better plank for the jack legs to sit on for future camping trips.