There’s something magical about our hometown on a cold December night when the streets are alive with twinkling lights, festive decorations, and the warm hum of community spirit. Our annual Christmas Tree Lighting Ceremony is more than just a holiday event — it’s a celebration of our traditions, the craftsmanship we value, and the warmth that binds us together. Just like the trailers and sheep camps we build, these traditions are crafted with care, integrity, and heart, making our community feel like family. If you’re looking for trailers with wood-burning stoves that carry the same warmth and integrity, you’ve come to the right place. Check out this video showcasing our wood-burning stoves to see what makes them special.
As night falls, the glow of the Christmas tree lights illuminates Main Street, where every storefront is decked out in its holiday best. The shop owners go all in, with twinkling garlands, wreaths, and window displays that look like they’ve jumped straight out of a storybook. They don’t just decorate their stores; they set up games for the kids, hot cocoa stands, and cookie stations that keep everyone warm and smiling.
The air is filled with the scent of Brian Mecham’s famous sugar cookies, baked by the hundreds and frosted by his wife, Katrina, and her helper, Janessa. Every bite tastes like tradition — sweet, simple, and made with care. And if you’re looking for more baked delights, Terrel’s Bakery in Mt. Pleasant, Utah isn’t just famous for their doughnuts; they’re known for these incredible sugar cookies, too. The kids gobble them up with sticky fingers and chocolate-smudged cheeks, while the adults try (and fail) to resist going back for seconds.
Down the street, the soft jingle of horse-drawn hay wagon rides blends with the laughter of bundled-up families. Kids, rosy-cheeked from the cold, press their noses against frosty windows to see the lights, while parents pull scarves tighter and soak in nostalgia. It’s a scene that feels timeless, like the best kind of holiday movie, but better — because it’s ours.
And then there are the burning barrels, scattered along the sidewalks. Their flames dance and crackle, casting a warm glow on faces gathered close. You feel the heat seep into your fingers, the smoke curling into your clothes. Sure, you might walk away smelling like you just climbed out of a chimney, but that’s part of the charm. The barrels don’t just warm our hands; they warm our hearts, bringing us together to share stories, laughter, and the simple joy of being part of something bigger.
No town tradition would be complete without Santa Claus, who’s not just any Santa but our retired chief of police. Seated in the lobby of City Hall, he listens patiently to mile-long wish lists and hands out candy canes with a twinkle in his eye. And let’s be real — some of those kids look a little nervous. It’s probably the same look we all had when we saw his patrol car in our rearview mirrors back in the day! But now, instead of tickets, he’s handing out smiles, candy, and a little bit of magic.
The line to see Santa stretches down the hallway and out the door. It’s a rite of passage for the kids and a sweet (and sometimes hilarious) reminder for adults that even the toughest guys can rock a red suit and a beard. And if you listen closely, you’ll hear more than just Christmas wishes — you’ll hear giggles, whispered hopes, and the occasional, “Is this the real Santa?”
What makes this night truly special isn’t just the lights, the cookies, or even Santa himself. It’s the way our community comes together. It’s neighbors catching up, old friends sharing memories, and kids making new ones. It’s the warmth of knowing that even in the busiest season, we make time to stand together in the cold, share a laugh, and remember what really matters.
We’re a town where if someone slips on the ice, five people rush over to help (and one of them will probably crack a joke about it). We’re a town where someone’s kid might wander off to see Santa, but don’t worry — half the town knows whose kid it is and will make sure they get back to you. It’s a place where everyone belongs.
As the night draws to a close and the last embers of the burning barrels fade, it’s clear that these traditions are more than just events on a calendar. They’re the heart of who we are. They remind us that the best things in life — warmth, connection, and community — are built to last.
This same commitment to tradition is what drives us at Peak MountainCamps and in the trailers we build. Just like our community gatherings, our trailers (camps) are crafted with integrity, durability, and heart. They’re not just vehicles for adventure; they’re a continuation of a legacy.
At the center of many of these trailers, you’ll find a wood-burning stove. For generations, these stoves have provided steady, reliable heat for sheep herders out on the open range. Today, they still offer that same dependable warmth for modern-day adventurers who seek the outdoors. The radiant heat from a wood stove is more than just a source of comfort; it’s a symbol of integrity, built to last, and designed to bring people together, just like the burning barrels on Main Street.
When we build our trailers, we build them to stand the test of time — with the same care, craftsmanship, and attention to detail that go into our town’s traditions. Because we believe that adventures deserve a strong foundation, and that foundation is built on integrity, warmth, and the values passed down through generations.
So, if you want to know who we are and what we’re all about, come join us. Walk down Main Street, see the lights, taste the cookies, feel the warmth of the burning barrels, and let the glow of tradition wrap around you. It’s the same warmth you’ll find in the wood-burning stoves of our trailers, in the craftsmanship we stand behind, and in the community we’re proud to call home.
And when someone asks you, “Staying out of trouble?” — smile and know you’ve been welcomed into the family.
Merry Christmas and may the warmth of tradition and integrity be with you — from our hometown to yours.
