Thursday morning we headed up to the Giant Forest. A steep climb up to 8000 plus feet. Not a drive for super paranoid people with big imaginations. Mudslide, earthquake, dysfunctional brakes, faulty steering systems, crazy drivers. You know just your normal everyday happenings! All worth it when you get to the top. The first glimpse was breathtaking. Most of the Sequoias in the Giant Forest are over 200 feet tall. 20-30 feet wide. The bark up to 31 inches thick. 2000-3000 years old. My brain cannot process these numbers.
The trees alone were enough but then God had to go and sprinkle snow all over the branches and ground. Four inches of the whitest, cleanest, untouched snow. I felt like I stepped into the set of Narnia. I'm walking around in absolute awe, taking pictures, and talking to myself about how amazing the trees are. All whilst, my kids and husband are engaged in an all out snowball fight. Just a typical family outing with my crew.
They did stop for pictures now and again. Who can blame them? They live in the desert. The only snow they see is in the freezer section at the commissary. And that is just gross when they try to put that in their mouth. And by try I mean when Derrick puts the icy crap in his mouth. That's my kid!
On the way down we stopped at the Giant Forest Museum and Hospital Rock. Both are must see sights. After leaving the park, we headed back to the river. I think the kids were more impressed by the river than the trees. Reminds me of the cardboard box on Christmas fascination. Kids are so strange.