For the last days of our cross-country adventure, Allison and I were able to enjoy ourselves a little.
We stopped by Yosemite National Park to stretch our legs and hike up to the falls.
We had great views of Half Dome along the way. A fellow tourist took our picture.
The Yosemite Valley is incredible.
We scored a campsite inside the park, which was great. Only one small problem…our tent was buried somewhere in the back of the Penske. I consider myself a master of poor planning.
With rainclouds looming in the distant sky, Allison wanted me to unload the truck to get the tent while she warmed up around the fire. I opted to Macgyver something up instead. Not pretty, but it got the job done. And yes, that is a blow-up mattress.
The next day we rolled into the Bay Area and unloaded the truck into storage. I learned that unloading is much easier than loading.
Sadly, we only had a few days in California. 48 hours of rest after 3,300 miles is hardly enough. And little consolation when you get right back behind the wheel to drive 1,200 more miles to Aspen. At least this time it was in a car…
On the trip west, we loved the backroads of Nevada so much, we jumped off the interstate around Reno and took a B-line down Eastbound 50 headed towards Colorado.
The Mass plates were totally out of place.
Nevada is a wacky place. Along the way we stopped at this Shoe Tree by Middlegate. It’s a tree full of shoes.
At the bottom of the tree is the Shoe Tree leaf litter. Really an astounding amount of footwear.
We drove the last 1200 miles straight through, in a segment I reffered to as “the final push.”
We pulled into Aspen at 5am, just in time to see the day’s first hints of light.
The car is now parked, and we are so excited for the summer in Aspen.
-Alex and Allison