January 27, 2016

            Our annual Night Ski Party at Beaver Resort took place early this month up Logan Canyon.  Our community connected with Preston 4^th Ward to fill the slopes with skiers and boarders. All ages were welcome, at their own risk, of course. Participants brought their own lunches and Richard and Vickie Free organized our end of food offerings for the general public's taking. It was a successful evening, no broken bones and lots of fun.

          Patti Keller, wife of Hal Keller, passed away after some years of suffering with illness. Services were held for family and friends at the Webb Mortuary in Preston.

          Dan Jolley, son of Bill and Myrna Despain, visited Mink Creek for a few days with his parents. His job keeps him traveling much of the time so it was a good break to feel some stillness in this winter community.

         Ignoring a night of winter storm on Saturday the LDS Ward held their Ward Conference. Members of the Preston North Stake attended and taught various classes. The theme centered on appreciating and enriching family life.

          Eldon and Danita Wilcox entertained a large group of family recently. Tom and Ami Fenton and children were up from Tooele, UT. Jeff and Elise Hardy and family are at home in North Ogden. Matt and Brittany Durrant and girls reside in the Salt Lake City area.. Brigham and Jennifer Wilcox and children live in Idaho Falls. Jesse and Annaevelyn Wilcox are here in Mink Creek. Only Lesli and MaKenzie of the Wilcox siblings were absent.

         Our local deer make nightly raid on our haystacks. In an effort to lessen the loss of the crop we call in the troops, better known as the Fish and Game Dept., for some help in efforts to control their antics. This means laying wooden barriers next to the stacks. This isn't foolproof, but at least the deer have to figure out a new approach. And, yes, they do just that.

          My progress down the highway was slowed as a group of turkeys marched ahead of me. In my lane they were four abreast, stepping in the same direction as I was traveling. I am not even counting all these feathered folk who flutter in and out of the road as they peck their way along the side lines. Between Mink Creek's population and that of Cub River there has to be hundreds.