Tucker and I decided to stay home since the trek to get there would be too much for an nine month old and that turned out to be a great decision. Michael and Harrison met up with the rest of the family during a lunch stop. Anxious to get to the cabin, our boys and Aunt Alexis jumped in the car ahead of everyone and got on the road. As it happens, the turn off they were looking for was right up the road and they proceeded on the highway without realizing they had already passed it.
Evidently about 90 minutes into the drive they realized there weren't any cars around and no mile markers. Deciding it would be wise to consult a map, they pulled out their smart phones to find they had no reception. an old fashioned paper map? Nope, all they had were written directions to the cabin. Eventually they surmised that they were heading through the sierra Nevada mountains to the far, far, far side of the park boundaries. LONG story short, it was best to continue driving out of the mountains and transfer to another highway that would take them back into the park. They actually took the scenic route and reported it was indeed beautiful although all told it was an eight hour ride that should have been about three hours.
Once they arrived they enjoyed hiking, swimming and breakfast at the Ahwahnee Hotel.
When they reached the top of Vernal Falls, dad recalled the trip when he proposed to me and had Harrison pose to match this photo of mom!
Flying in and out of San Francisco, dad and Harrison got to spend a couple nights at Uncle Jon Jon's house, play with Argenta and meet his new little cousin, baby Falcon. Hearing about the whole trip, Tucker and I were envious, maybe we'll return in a few years!














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Love you both!
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