“Dada” and “Dada” took me up Highway 4 into the Sierra Nevadas.
We checked into the Stanislaus National Forest Ranger Headquarters where I saw stuffed bobcats, squirrels, coyotes. Then we went up to camp at Wakalu Hep Yo above the class 4-6 Stanislaus River. We hiked the Arnold Rim Trail to the the San Antonio Falls overlook, did some rockclimbing, hiked up beside the Stanislaus River, avoided being shot by Korean rednecks, checked out Bear Valley, found Sarah and her family at Alpine Lake, played with Paco the “Gaga” and Sam the “Gaga”, camped on the patio of a cabin overlooking a swelling creek, hiked the Arnold Rim Trail again, had a swim in the dam, surfed on a boogie board, and watched the fire helicopters “Caca” filling up, tasted pork ribs, had a dance party, played the drums, played with Miles, helped the kids colour-in their masks, climbed a ridge above Lake Alpine, slid down the snow underneath it, got some bark, moss and a little pinecone to play with, giggled uncontrollably when my feet hit the cold water of the lake, saw a bald eagle “Caca”, danced to country music in a sweltering country bar, talked to Uncle Peter on the phone, and I was a trooper on the long drive home.