While you guys were at the Crawl, I had a business meeting in San Francisco. I had a plan to fly Red out to the Wine Country for a long weekend but her work schedule prohibited her being out and I had already extended my flight and taken a vacation day so I did the only thing I know how to do well and that is drive.
I'm a national park homer, and I had never been to Kings Canyon or Sequoia so I plotted a course and took off at 1:30 when the meeting broke.
The route was slow getting out of the hustle and bustle, but once I got off the 101 things started to look up.
Dan Hull was my consultant on the trip. I badly wanted to see 2 Locked Gates Ranch and all of his Cruisers but he was out saving the planet in Yosemite. More on that later.
One hour in and I was out in the foothills that give the Golden State its name.......
But wait. There is the Central Valley. The Central Valley is the Mississippi Delta only uglier.......
All the way through Los Banos to Fresno. Man. Ugh. I had no idea California could be so ordinary.
I made it through Fresno and started up into the Sierra Nevada just in time to catch this
I really, really hate driving in beautiful areas at night but there was no way around it. I gassed/beered/taco'ed up in Squaw Valley and pressed on to my cabin in Kings Canyon National Park.
I'm a national park homer, and I had never been to Kings Canyon or Sequoia so I plotted a course and took off at 1:30 when the meeting broke.
The route was slow getting out of the hustle and bustle, but once I got off the 101 things started to look up.
Dan Hull was my consultant on the trip. I badly wanted to see 2 Locked Gates Ranch and all of his Cruisers but he was out saving the planet in Yosemite. More on that later.

One hour in and I was out in the foothills that give the Golden State its name.......
But wait. There is the Central Valley. The Central Valley is the Mississippi Delta only uglier.......
All the way through Los Banos to Fresno. Man. Ugh. I had no idea California could be so ordinary.
I made it through Fresno and started up into the Sierra Nevada just in time to catch this


I really, really hate driving in beautiful areas at night but there was no way around it. I gassed/beered/taco'ed up in Squaw Valley and pressed on to my cabin in Kings Canyon National Park.
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