Couple month ago, I went to Yosemite with my family. Most people who know me are surprised at the fact that it was my first time there. The thing is, my parents never liked going to places where it is packed.
It was in Sequoia that I first went hiking, I was with my friends and to be honest we had the craziest experience over there, the caves were pitch black, the view from a top granite can be spectacular, campfires are cool, and bears are real and something to be feared.
It was Sequoia that planted the seed of the rugged wilderness into my mind and from there it grew into the love of the outdoors that I have today. We left the camp site bunch of times, because we wanted to explore more and more. The next morning, in no time at all, we were at Mariposa Grove,cracking our necks upwards to see the wooden giants that lived in the sky lol. It was really fun and the smell of the forest was really nice to be honest. After a while, we got back on the road and headed towards the valley itself, halted at times along the way by road work. Most of the way, however was on some of the newest and smoothest road I’ve been on. We made it to The Lodge before our room was ready, so we decided to go down to the beach by the river and cool off. The weather was warm, and we gratefully splashed in the Merced River and stared at the valley walls that towered above us.
Over all it was something I will never forget, I definitely want to go on a trip like that sometime soon.