The drive up to Kings Canyon was the reverse of the night before with the lights on. We stopped by the General Grant Grove and saw some more huge trees. This one's base is over 40' in diameter and it's about 275' tall. From there it is a 32 mile drive to the End of the Road on a windy, edge grabbing lane. It's amazing people have been able to build some of these roads. Anyway, King's Canyon is just that; a long, steep canyon with King's River in the bottom. Boulders as big as houses litter the stream beds. More breath-taking views. It must really be something in the spring melts. We had lunch in the King's Canyon Lodge which is more like the Milton Inn before renovation than the Ahwahnee in Yosemite. We had a burger and talked to a disinterested lessee/operator who can't wait until Nov.1 to be out of there.
No ski areas up here. People from LA have to go to Mammoth, about a 6 hour drive, to find high quality skiing. To get to the other side of the Sierra Nevada we have to go south almost to Bakersfield, east, and then north on Rt. 395. Up to Lone Pine, our last Californian stop.
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