On Sunday we attended Amber's parents' ward with Grandma Anne, then spent the rest of the day at Glade E.'s house in Visalia, which I hadn't seen yet. We had dinner and chatted until it was time to put the kids to bed.
On Monday we drove to Sequoia National Park. Julie and her kids wanted to come too, but didn't have a car, so Grandma Roper drove them and we took Evan so everyone would have a seat. On the drive in we got to see some nice scenery, and stopped to climb around on Tunnel Rock.
We also saw lots of "
Jucy RVs", and the kids thought it was hilarious that they came "with everything, including the kitchen sink" (painted on the side) and giggled themselves silly with existential questions about what "everything" included (can a Jucy RV could contain the whole world? another Jucy RV?).
As we got higher into the mountains we started to see giant sequoia trees scattered here and there. There was no cell phone reception and no one knew the park well enough, so the two cars ended up going to separate places next. We stopped at the Giant Forest Museum first, where we got our first up-close look at some of the trees on our walk from the parking lot.
Everyone was duly impressed. The museum had some interesting displays about the trees, but I thought it was more interesting to just go see them. This one is right outside the museum.
We drove from there to the trailhead leading to the General Sherman tree, the
biggest tree in the world (by volume). We stopped to eat lunch there (and met the others, who had just finished seeing the tree), then hiked down to see the General.
It is a very big tree; I had to stitch together two pictures to get an complete shot of it.
We happened to be there when a park ranger was wandering around, and he was very nice and answered all our questions, like how this
branch(!) that the kids are sitting on fell off the tree a few years ago and apparently shook the ground enough to be felt a mile away.
This cross section we found on the way back gives a good idea of the scale of these giants.
They are shorter and squatter than the
redwoods, and the base reminds me of an elephant foot.
As we were using the restrooms at the trailhead after hiking back up, Amber thought she saw someone familiar. Sure enough, it was the
same Danish family we had met on the shuttle bus at the Grand Canyon. In one of the most unlikely occurrences I've ever been a part of, we had met again 6 days later in a different state, hundreds of miles away. Like the father said, "It's not like it's a big country or anything." Of course we had to take a picture.
We met up with the other car at a pre-decided location, then drove to see the General Grant tree, the second largest tree in the world. I really like this area, it was just full of enormous trees.
We had a hard time getting the kids out of this fallen sequoia, hollowed out into a tunnel.
General Grant was very impressive.
We hiked around the area a little bit and the trails looked beautiful. I wish I could have stayed for a few more hours.
But by this time, the kids were starting to wear out, and get very dirty (it's hard to tell, but these guys are brothers).
The other car went home, but I wanted to stop one more place to find the "Big Stump". We found this one at the trailhead and took turns climbing up on it.
We hiked the trail until we found another stump, but it wasn't as impressive, so we turned around and went home. Since we came out of the park a different way we entered, we ended up taking some very windy back roads back to Porterville. There were reports of vomiting from the other car, but we managed to make it back, slowly, but unscathed.