Mr. Kate, Bushboy and I have just returned from what can only be described as an amazing family road trip. 7 States, four national parks, numerous state parks. Many, many miles of driving. Many, many incredible sights seen.
In 12 days we drove from Vancouver Island to the Grand Canyon and return. We spent time on the Oregon Coast, saw the Redwood trees, drove through central California, experienced the dry heat of Arizona, drove on Route 66, gaped in awe at sunset at the Grand Canyon, marvelled at the beauty of Utah, watched geysers spray at Yellowstone Park, and enjoyed Bavarian kitsch at Leavenworth, Washington.
In between all that, we camped, played a lot of Farkle, did some shopping, ate at too many fast food restaurants and some excellent diners, and generally managed to get along.
We arrived home this week-end, and I’m still at a bit of a loss as to how to sum up the trip. There were too many separate parts, too many incredible moments.