I’m trying to push the total number of posts on Hubcrate.com to the grand milestone of 200. So, here is post 199, spot the out of place lizard…

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One of the really popular locations at Grandpa and Grandma’s 50th anniversary celebration was the photo booth. The idea was pure genius. All manner of props and clothes were provided (although more accessories were available for the fairer sex) and pictures were taken of anyone willing to dress up and pose. It was a busy place all evening long.
Here are some of the pictures with Ben Huber family members in them. For those of you reading who aren’t part of the larger Huber family, the other posers in the pictures are all cousins. Without further introduction (or captioning as this latest version of WordPress for the iPad doesn’t do that easily, or I’m too lazy), here are the pictures to enjoy.

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The last day of our trip home started in Amarillo, Texas and end up in the driveway of our new home in Houston, Texas. It was a pretty long day, mostly uneventful; just lots of driving. Google’s recommended route was through Forth Worth, but we took that route back in May coming home from Colorado, and I didn’t want to go through Fort Worth on a Friday afternoon. So we took a different route which probably added some time to the trip, but took us through different countryside.

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And to wrap things up (since the only thing that I am remembering from that day is driving and gas stations), here are a couple of pictures taken right after we got home (in less than ideal lighting conditions.)

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On the third day of our trip home, we travelled from Idaho Falls, Idaho, through the state of Utah, ending up at the town of Parachute, Colorado. (I had already posted about the hotel in Parachute).

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It was a bit of an uneventful day, with lots of miles covered with lots of rugged, barren scenery. Lori and I listened to most of the story “White Fang” by Jack London.
Here’s a couple of pictures from the Utah rest stop where we stopped to prepare our lunch and use the facilities.

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And here are some additional pictures taken on the road and at a rest stop further down the road.

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Supper was a forgettable stop at a MacDonalds near Grand Junction, Colorado.

Day two of our trek home saw us starting off in Helena, Montana and ending up in Idaho Falls, Idaho. On the way, we visited Yellowstone National Park to check out the geyser scene. Here is the route that we took.

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One of the staples of Huber family travels is stopping at rivers and throwing rocks into them, although truth be told this is not an hourly or daily occurrence. Nevertheless, here we are by Cardwell, Montana on an outhouse stop, throwing rocks into the river.

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From there it was on to Yellowstone National Park, situated primarily in the north west corner of Wyoming.
Yellowstone National Park turns out to be a pretty big place, consisting of more than one geyser. Nevertheless (whoops, I already used that word in the post, so how about “irregardless”), Dad decided that we needed to go first and see Old Faithful. We got to the large tourist complex that has grown up around it. By the time we parked, found and used the restrooms and got oriented, we missed the big blow-off.

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It turns out that Old Faithful is pretty regular in an ambiguous sort of way. It goes off every 90 minutes give or take 10 minutes. So, we had some time to experience new and wonderful things and headed off to the Visitor Center to learn about geology and steam. Here is Heidi and Brock checking out the exhibits.

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Having learned all that there was to learn at the VC, some of us begrudgingly (others of us joyfully, others not at all as they went to reserve seating at the Old Faithful viewing site). The next two pictures are from that short hole (0.7 miles if my memory serves me correctly).

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Here is what Old Faithful looks like when it is at rest.

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And here it is in all of its glory.

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After seeing Old Faithful, we took a look around some other parts of the park including some lesser known geysers and hot springs. I have some of that on video, but for the sake of getting this post done, will postpone posting those until some later (or never) date.
The day ended with a less than memorable meal at Denny’s in Idaho Falls, and an entirely forgettable stay at a Motel 6 (other than the quirky room furnishings).

Disclaimer: I’m planning on posting (a few days after the fact) trip reports on the 5 days of our trip home to our new home in Texas. No guarantees on how interesting it willbe.
We had breakfast with Grandma and Grandpa Huber, and got on the road later than planned (assisted by all of us sleeping in somewhat).
Here’s a map of the route that we followed. We had said our goodbyes to Layne, Elissa, and Rett on Sunday afternoon/evening so chose not to go through Calgary on the return trip.

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We left Castor and headed south on Highway 36.
The border crossing went well, not a whole lot of questions.
We ate dinner at a Wendy’s in Great Falls, Montana. We tried the family pack size of chili (plus some other stuff)’which we were told was the equivalent of 6 small chilis. It was probably equivalent to 5 small chilis, so it would have been cheaper to go that route (says Ben who sometimes obsesses over trivial things).
We stayed at a Holidays Inn Express hotel in Helena, Montana for the night. This was the best breakfast of the trip as they had gluten free bagels available as part of the free breakfast.
I’m not seeing that I took any pictures on this day of the trip, so here endeth this days trip report.

We spent the night at a hotel in Parachute, Colorado. Apparently “parachute” is an Indian word meaning, well, we don’t know what it means because we couldn’t understand the other Indian words that were used to explain what it means. Anyway, it was one of those hotels that feels like it is in decline, and the minimum effort (including the food at the hot breakfast) is all that is happening.
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Only Dad and the boys went swimming, because, you know, we were all out of bath caps. None of us had slippers, so we ignored that rule

On August 23rd, 2014, we celebrated Dad & Mom Huber’s 50th wedding anniversary. (Technically, their anniversary was in late June, but was pushed back due to a couple of factors, one of which was our situation being totally up in the air.)

I’m hoping to post some video high-lights, but wanted together a post up with some pictures from the event.

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Each of the sibling families was to provide an item for the program. Having been on the road for five weeks, we were not organized and didn’t really have anything prepared, but Danaya stepped up to the plate and did a piano solo.

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There was a cake cutting ceremony. On the right are Marlin’s two oldest sons Kylan and Jaydon.

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Cam & Coralie (and family) came prepared and did a really funny skit about a memorable family vacation to Vernon, BC. During this trip Coralie and Marlin started the trip by riding their bikes, and made it more than 15 miles on their bikes before being picked up. Mom came prepared and we spent a big part of the vacation canning peaches (purchased from nearby orchards) over the camp fire in a big tub.

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The celebration evening was enjoyed by all.

For (Dad and Mom)’s (Ben: sorry, not sure how to correctly punctuate that) 50th anniversary party, I picked up a new, (cheap) video camera. There is the first video on it taken by Davison.