First night in Sequoia

Welcome to our journey to Sequoia – or as my late grandmother called the it, Three Rivers. She referred to the whole area as Three Rivers. This was her favorite place on earth. So for her final wish, memorial, and to celebrate her life, that’s just where we went.

My grandmother’s ring. Custom designed and made by her best friend in CA. A simple reminder of why we were there.

My father absolutely adores his grandkids. If you know him, you know that look on his face says it all.

My very first clear sighting of the Milky Way. Gorgeous in all its glory. We stood out here for what felt like hours gazing at the stars. I’ve never seen anything like it before.

Alyx went to bed with a headache our first night there. Kate insisted on going to bed with a flash light. Oh the little things that make up children in all their uniqueness.

We drove from Washington state to Sequoia National, CA park. We followed one another down Hwy 101 to Hwy 1, an all coastal highway to thoroughly get the most out of our trip. It was an amazing journey to say the least. We visited all of our favorite places there and back, and we paid special attention to the places our memories knew so well. There will be many more parts from our adventure that I will share with you.

Upon arrival to King’s Canyon – Sequoia National Park, we found our way to two cozy little cabins nestled amongst the trees in the back of the campground. What a treat for us, we couldn’t have picked a better spot if we had tried! They were rustic, charming, and utterly peaceful. We also had the camp fire area to ourselves. During our two night stay, not one other person cooked over a fire, roasted a marshmallow, or came out to gaze at the breathtaking views of the night sky. While everyone around was missing out, we embraced the intimacy and simplicity of having such an amazing space to ourselves.

This trip was incredibly special. A one-of-a-kind vacation that, just after our wedding, was a bit exhausting to take on. However, I wouldn’t trade it for the world, I even hope to follow up this vacation annually with my family. We squeezed so much into our two short weeks, that it has been hard to mentally process each detail. I am so thankful to have these photos as a reminder. This was also one of those times where no one minds my camera out on a constant basis. My parents don’t care for photos quite like I do, but always indulge me, as they value the importance just as much. I am thoroughly excited to begin printing these valuable photographs to display in our home and share with our friends and family.