Ohio Came to California
What is better than a 3hr drive listening to Shania Twain?
Driving 3hr to Yosemite Valley listening to Shania Twain.
This post is in honor of Jamie’s cousin, Lilly - whose first trail EVER hiking was up the Mist Trail from the base of Yosemite Valley. She came to the mountains with gym shoes and no hiking boots, and did 10 miles round trip up an insane mountain side. This is because Jamie might not have warned her what was in store, but Lilly came - and conquered. Jane was in bliss being in Yosemite again, having come out with Lilly for a girls birthday getaway. As we hiked up to the waterfall (a calculated 600 stairs), we ran into a bobcat, several squirrels, and a family of bears. In the valley we danced within the meadows, and at the Summit we frolicked again. Thankfully Jamie and I took them both to a spa in Carmel, the Monterey Bay Aquarium, introduced them to Iza Ramen, and walked them through Chinatown; they were properly warmed up and fueled for a weekend in the mountains.
While sitting in the hot tub under the stars at our hotel, we laughed over the joy of the day at which we hiked, which seemed to be Lilly’s favorite part :) We are so incredibly happy that we got that time with her and Jane. As for the drive to Yosemite, Jamie and Lilly reminisced on their summers together and jammed to their music through the California landscape. Lilly found her theme song, and Jane touched into her inner Metallica.
Our last night together was seeing the Trixie and Katya drag show live, and the morning they left, Lemon snuggled with them one last time. With, of course, promises of snuggles and good times this coming Christmas!
