Sequoia National Park

Jeff relaxing in the Hurrincane

Jeff and his big Bud

Walking through a fallen Sequoia tree

This was a trail we took, always making sure someone else was around

The scale of Jeff and the base of the tree

This is how Europeans dress to hike

Our friendly ranger

The creek behind our campsite

Bear boxes where you hide your food

The loveable Hurricane at our campsite

The best campsite ever

This was on Highway 58, it is all wind energy.  Strangest thing, there had to be 400 of them

My new best friend, goodbye Bud Light.  Until Christmas Ale that is

On the last leg of our trip we made our way to Kings Canyon National Park.  One more time, Jeff is the best driver.  We went up and down and around and around for an hour and a half to get to the park.  Most of the drive we were on the cliff side with very, very little berm.  At times I had to close my eyes and make myself breathe.  Finally got in the Park and we were told by the ranger that those was no shuttle running in Kings Canyon.  That would mean we would have to drive the RV all over the park and neither one of our nerves could take that.  So we soldiered on through Kings Canyon 45 minutes more on crazy road to Sequoia National Park.  So glad we did.

Our campsite was a little slice of heaven.  Water, trees, rocks it was beautiful.  The part about the ranger telling us about the bear and its cubs who was just at the campsite an hour ago and has been hanging around scared me.  Our neighbors were so nice and friendly.  We hopped on the shuttle and went to view the Sequoia trees.  They were magnificent.  Went on a little hike but I would only go if old people were in front of me or behind me, hahaha.  I tried to go a couple of times but kept chickening out.  Saw a deer though.  Riding the shuttle with Jeff is the funniest thing ever.  A bunch of Asians got on the bus and he kept calling them the Asian invasion. 

Got back to camp to cook dinner because I wouldn't cook in the dark, yes fear rules my world.  We then were invited by the neighbors to a campfire.  So peaceful.  They were really nice people and we sat outside for a couple of hours.  The stars were out in full force.  Scary part was when I had to go to the bathroom.  I would make Jeff come with me because he was of course, wearing the headlamp. 

Got up this morning and had coffee outside and went for a walk, not far of course because I am a chicken.  Said goodbye to our new friends and made our way back down the winding, twisting roads.  I swear Jeff has nerves of steel.  We were barreling down these hills and he wasn't giving it any gas.  Went from 7600 elevation to 246 and I wanted to kiss the ground when we got down there. 

Not only is Jeff the best driver ever, he is the best husband ever.  He stopped at an outlet mall so I could shop.  Not for long but I did manage to pick up a few things.  On to Yermo, CA where we are spending the night.  Tomorrow we head to Las Vegas to turn in our beloved RV - the Hurricane. 

We had a wonderful adventure and would do it again in a heartbeat.  So family and friends we are selling all of our wordly belongings and buying a RV and touring. 

If you need to find me I will be in the RV behind the firehouse on the days Jeff is working, hahaha.

We loved our adventure and hope you enjoyed reading our blog.  If you have a chance to do this, go for out.  This is a beautiful country we live in