1. There were bears. Every night, while laying in our tent trailer, we would hear those critters knocking over the trash cans looking for a midnight snack.
2. It was August. It snowed. It was really, really cold.
3. Since it was August, I had only brought one pair of long pants that about the 2nd or 3rd day, split right down the butt. Neither of my parents rushed me to the nearest store to purchase another pair, but I had to wear my sweatshirt tied around my waist until the days warmed up enough to wear shorts.
4. Every night we went to the Park Ranger show at the campground's ampitheatre. There, we heard bits and pieces of Sequoia trivia and sang campy songs such as "In Sequoia, in Sequoia, there are bears, there are bears.." to the tune of ??? - I can't think of it. I can sing it, but not come up with the original tune name.
5. We had to go to church on Sunday at the above ampitheatre on Sunday. My parents also went to the Catholic service right after the Protestant service. Fortunately, they did not force us (Susan, Dan and me) to go with them. Whether this was out of mercy or fear of corruption, it is hard to say. We will never know.
Today, I made a trip back to Sequoia with Russ. Differences? One day, jeans solidly stitched together, in November (but it was cold - as low as 39 degrees according to my car) and no camping. We really did have a nice day. As far as National Parks go, Sequoia really doesn't rate up there as the most beautiful in my book. I found John Muir Woods north of San Francisco, far more picturesque with those redwoods. But there is no denying that the trees are magnificent.
Happy Belated Birthday to my brother, Jim Zylstra, who turned 60 on Thursday!!! I still can't believe it. And don't tell him this, but he doesn't act like he is a day over 50. He's pretty cool.
4 comments:
Hey Joyce! It's gretchen - from Grand Rapids! Hope the rest of your summer went well & hope you were able to relax after hosting an awesome serve! I just heard today that you guys aren'thosting again next year? Fact or fiction?
What a wonderful day; to have such a fun adventure, and to do it together...
b.
You have a lot more memories of that trip than I do, Joyce. But boy, do I remember that song! It's "Frere Jacques" (don't know how to spell that!); "Are you sleeping, are you sleeping, Brother John?" etc.
Bill and I went there years ago when we took a trip up the coast. It's pretty incredible. Glad you had a nice day and your pants stayed together.
Susan
I really dislike camping, but I love the memories I have about camping. I saw the big trees in CA once. Truly awesome.
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