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... by my count there were over a million), but Iris loved going down (and back up) them in the stroller. The "easy" hike was a little tougher for me.
Heading out of the park, I made a slight misjudgement on the length of the route. Iris was ready for a nap, and I figured we could drive on through the park and through King's Canyon to the north, then loop back around to our campground and give her time for a good nap. Well, ...
... can't actually find the entrances to them or the appropriate exits off the highway and our navman is far from reliable, so we continue on enjoying the aroma. We briefly stop to visit the last Walmart on the way to buy an esky and some food for our next few days. There are no shops or petrol stations, so we stock up now, hoping to have enough to get us back to civilisation. Whilst walking around Gretchen mentions about bears and that we need to make sure ...
... that? Well, if you filled General Sherman's trunk with water, it would hold enough water for 9,844 baths...a bath every day for 27 years!
There seems to be a small debate with the park information but the 2nd or 3rd largest Giant Sequoia is the General Grant. He's 268' tall, 107' circumference and 1,700 years old. Putting ...
... on this trail. Then I nearly got lost.
At one point, the trail sign was confusing & I was headed up an area called "Bear Hill" when my instincts suddenly told me seeing a bear when I'm solo on the trail would not be so cool & turn around. So I did & shortly found the museum there after. Turns out, Bear Hill actually starts at the museum & leads into the trail I was on. The museum was alright, just your typical tree-hugger stuff. Ate lunch & took off ...
What a great sleep, not to mention Eva's breakfast with home made multigrain porridge. Our new friend Sandy picked us up and was happy to drive us anywhere right after we filled up her petrol tank. We pretty much checked out every tourist shop and art gallery in town and chewed the fat with plenty of store owners. The yanks are very curious about everything and make the time to talk and talk, they were friendly and fun. Met an artist named Forrest, so ...