Regardless of our long vacations, I think my favorites were the mini-vacations we took several times on summer weekends to Sequoia National Park in the southern Sierra Nevada. The park was only a little over an hour from our home, so it afforded us a quick jaunt to get there and set up our campsite for our weekend trips.
My sister and I played in the river, (that's me peering into the water, either looking for fish or getting a drink---I don't know!) We hiked with mom and dad, tried fishing with a hook on a string, collected branches with curly moss on them, and in general marveled at the big trees.
I think I was a little "miffed" in this picture, again, I don't know! :) The trees were standing like this one, the General Sherman, and toppled like this one my mom is standing in front of:
I think these weekends set a love of nature deep in the soul of this 'up-to-this-time' city girl. I have never been the same since. In my thirties, we lived in the mountains of the Sierra Nevada for several years, raising our family; and I swear, you will never get the country life (mountain life) out of this girl again!
If you would like information on the park, I'm sure it is readily available on the internet and I will not duplicate it here. But what you cannot get elsewhere on the internet is a little girl's experience in Sequoia National Park--my favorite vacation place! So, I thought you might enjoy some "throwback Thursday" photos of my years in the park.
Sometimes we camped out and sometimes we rented small sleeping cabins, and we even visited in winter!
|The old homestead corral at Crescent Meadow|