Guest Blogger....

Last week I woke up at 4:30 to get on a bus to leave Provo, and arrive at Martin's Cove. The bus ride was meant to be a 7 hour ride, but then a bus broke down, so then it was a 9 hour instead.
When we got to Martin's Cove we got split up into families, we would spend 3 days together.
The first day we walked 3 miles (5 km). It was so hard to get used to but it was fun anyway.
This was my family of a Pa and Ma and 5 brothers and 3 sisters, we got on really well, we were called the Rockridge family.
Bronte one of my sisters couldn't walk (she hurt herself) so she got to go for a ride and look after our baby sister..
Since we were away from our families we all received a letter from our parents.. yes I did cry..



If you wanted to cross the river, you could.. I deiced to do it with some of my family and the water was up to my chest and it was cold...


One of the reasons I was looking forward to trek is to reenact how it would have been like in 1846. When the pioneers left Nauvoo and travelled west. Most families lost a family members and it wasn't easy for them. All of us selected a "trek " name , a pioneer that we were walking for.. I picked who I was named after Pheobe. W. Carter Woodruff.. She also walked this trail and did some amazing things during this time even though she had trails herself, she never stopped helping others along the way.. I'm glad my parents named me after a pioneer with such strength.


Mum loves this photo of Susan...... Her and her husband Scott was a Ma and Pa as well.....

From my journal;

So blessed to have all the things in my life, a family, house,clothes,hoes,lots of food and a bathroom.I felt the love for my family..

The love of Our Heavenly Father is unchangeable. He loves us no matter what we do Even if you make a mistake he is there with open arms and we can return to him again

Thanks to Sis Salvesen for the photos