This tree was planted in 1888. It gives me perspective on how long my backyard sequoia is going to take to grow into a giant. It's now a little taller than me.
This tree was planted in 1888. It gives me perspective on how long my
backyard sequoia is going to take to grow into a giant. It's now a little
taller than me.
This is the site of the Smith-Comstock Mill, operated
from 1883 to 1889. The piles of redwood sawdust are still quite
visible.
Our hiking group.
Alan walks over the shattered log. When the trees came down, sometimes
they just broke into less than useful chunks.
Phil cut open a green sequoia cone to show the seeds inside.
Apparently, only these are viable and only if they are kept
cool. The seeds at this point can be 20 years old.
One evening, we decided to run into the park to do some shopping
and see a sunset. A ranger recommended the McGee Vista Point. The
extra daughter is Kaitlynn.
On 'Day in the Park', Glen dropped us off at the Visitor's Center
and then parked the car at Grant Grove. We hiked down the 1-mile
trail and he hiked up until he met us, then went back down with us.
The 'House Tree', so called by the boys because you can be inside it and
there are two openings or 'doors'.
Alan doing a special dance.
Then we picnicked before hiking up to the panoramic view of the Sierras.
A typical vault facility. Lisa was amused at labeling them like
this on the park maps.
Hume Lake and the Sierras.
The next evening, we drove to Columbine picnic area after dinner.
We figured that meadow, creek, twilight, and picnic leftovers might
result in wildlife. We found this one deer by the road, eating a bush.