Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Thanks for keeping up with us. Happy Holidays to everyone!

Last post from our trip to NH back in August. It’s a scary one!

Noah entered the “tractor pull”.

His competition was strong.

Seriously.

This guy won. He could have peddled that cinderblock to those mountains.

Spectator.

Skunk Hot Dog for lunch! What’s not to like.

A photo of Noah caught avoiding his Skunk Hot Dog on local television.

The trailhead we were trying to find the day before was super easy to find, when I knew where to look.

Our trail leader.

Nature is amazing. When this tree fell over it picked up the boulder it had grown around. How long until that boulder falls to the ground as the tree decomposes?

“Just keep climbing!”

Peaked.

Over it.

Noah was trying to head back down almost as soon as we got to the top. He was cold so I told him to take shelter in the trees while I took a couple of photos.

It only “looks” like he turned to stone.

The descent.

The reward.

While we were in NH, back in August, we had lunch…

geared up…

and went for a hike.

Like life, the path wasn’t clear.

But there was cool stuff along the way.

Then your family decides they don’t want to follow you up a grown-in logging road anymore.

“It was still fun right guys!?!”

“Right?”

Mostly forgiven.

Let’s go for a ride. We’ll go back to August when we took a trip up to NH on Noah’s birthday. Nana, Grampa, and Aunt Mindy welcomed Noah with cake.

Later, geared up to sleep in Nana and Grampa’s motor home with Aunt Mindy.

The next morning we went to Santa’s Village.

Flexing.

Noah was bummed on this ride last year.

Log fluuuuume!

Always fun. More soon.