#32: Lassen Volcanic National Park

When I think of “Northern California,” I mostly think of the San Francisco Bay area. At least I used to. I guess that’s correct, but there is so much more to California north of the Bay area. And I made sure to explore it.

The drive from Truckee to Lassen Volcanic National Park is about three hours. Because I didn’t leave Truckee until the afternoon, I decided to break up the drive by stopping at Hallsted Campground in the Plumas National Forest. Here, I met Joe and Steve. Joe was the camp host, and Steve was camping there for a few nights. I got to chatting with them in the morning, and they helped me a little bit with my trailer. Steve introduced me to using a drill to lower the stabilizers on the Basecamp (which is so much easier than using the manual tool), and Joe provided comic relief. It’s just so fun - and helpful - to meet people on the road.

Steve on the left, and Joe on the right.

After a campground shower, I said good-bye to my new friends and hit the road for Lassen Volcanic. The drive was beautiful.

I snagged a two-night reservation at Manzanita Lake Campground - and thank God I did. It was crowded. With COVID, more people were out camping, not to mention July is peak season. After locating our campsite, Addie and I drove some of the park and stopped by the visitor center to figure out our plan to explore.

The following day, our first stop was to the Devastated Area, damaged by the last eruption of Lassen Peak in 1915. This interpretive trail showcased the hurt caused and featured different types of rock formations as a result. I nerded out a bit here.

We continued our drive, passing Summit Lake (beautiful alpine lake), with an area called Sulphur Works as our destination. This is where things began to heat up, literally. They say that if you’ve been to Yellowstone, these particular hydrothermal natural wonders are not too impressive, but I beg to differ. I was very impressed and found myself just staring at them until Addie barked at me out of boredom. It’s tough to capture the experience in photos - you will have to check it out for yourself!

Driving to Sulphur Works, I noted a few shorter hikes that I wanted to take. After lunch, I headed back out. Addie was okay in the trailer as the temperature wasn’t too high. A trail called Bumpass Hell was the first on my list.

This 2.6-mile moderate hike is named after Kendall Bumpass (pronounced “Bump-iss,” but I like to say “Bump-ass” - hehe). Upon arriving at this area, he fell into a thin boiling crust and severely burned his leg. The hydrothermal area on this hike is the largest in the area; therefore, I didn’t want to miss it. As you can see in the photos, an extensive boardwalk allows visitors to get an up-close view of the boiling mud pots and steaming pools - without getting dangerously close.

I explored one more area of the park and made my way to a lake called Cold Boiling Lake. I expected something much more impactful than what I found, but the hike was still beautiful.

The following morning I enjoyed coffee with some campsite neighbors - two older female friends who occasionally meet up at parks. One of the women was 75-years old and regularly traveled solo in her 1980’s VW Westfalia. I was amazed. Life on the road is challenging, and doing it single at 75-years old is (as I can imagine) is likely even more so. Props to her! She was so inspiring.

After coffee, Addie and I were on the road again to Mount Shasta.

#31: Lake Tahoe & Truckee, CA

From Yosemite, I was right back on 395. At this time, I met my friends Chris and Allison in Mammoth Lakes (see post #26). The next stop was Lake Tahoe, then on to Lassen Volcanic National Park.

I had never been to Lake Tahoe and have heard so many positive things. I decided to check it out for myself, and when I did, I was not disappointed. Lake Tahoe is incredible.

It was right after the Fourth of July weekend, so camping locations were sparse. I reserved a spot for two nights near Truckee, CA. The campground was subpar, but my priority was the location. I was close to Tahoe City, a town on the northwest portion of the lake, and sort of reminded me of Cape Cod. Starting there, Addie and I took a leisurely drive around the lake. Per some recommendations and some minimal research online, we had a few places we wanted to stop.

Stop #1 was Emerald Bay. Emerald Bay is an area of Lake Tahoe which includes a state park. Unfortunately, dogs are not allowed in the state park (boo), but the friendly ranger recommended a hike across the road where dogs are allowed - Eagle Falls. It was a bit touristy and definitely not a “serious” hike, but it was worth it for the views and some exercise.

The next stop we made on our drive around the lake was Cave Rock, on the lake's Nevada (eastern) side. This short .9-mile hike (roundtrip) granted us phenomenal views of Lake Tahoe.

We hopped back in the car with Sand Harbor Beach as our next destination. Well, we arrived, and…no dogs allowed (during peak season). Ugh. This wasn’t going to stop me from seeing this picturesque area of the park that many people recommended to me. I drove by the main entrance and pulled off the road after a mile or so. We found a pathway to the water and made our way down through bushes and rocks. It was worth the small “primitive” hike and an excellent way to wrap up our day visiting Lake Tahoe.

The following morning, Addie and I packed up our campsite and made our way into the little town of Truckee, CA. I loved it here. Right along the railroad (now Amtrak, but in the past the Transcontinental Railroad), this town is probably most known for its history around the Donner Party. In the present day, this mountain town hosts little shops and restaurants along the main strip, which Addie and I fully enjoyed before hitting the road for Lassen Volcanic National Park.

#30: Yosemite National Park

“It is by far the grandest of all the special temples of Nature I was ever permitted to enter.”

- John Muir

Oh, Yosemite. I will begin by stating that this park experience was slightly different from previous park visits (for many reasons). Every park requires some planning: where to stay, what hikes to do, how to handle Addie if she cannot hike with me, how many days we need, etc. However, the visit to Yosemite required some additional planning.

Because of COVID, and given the Yosemite’s popularity, visitors were required to reserve an entrance date online at recreation.gov. Luckily, I learned of this early enough (thanks, Chris!) to get a reservation around the time I wanted to go. However, it did take some thinking ahead. Again because of COVID, most of the campgrounds at Yosemite were closed. The ones operating were booked entirely (probably last year!).

Knowing that I wanted to experience some substantial hikes at Yosemite, and couldn’t bring Addie along on them, I decided to splurge to do this park right. I scrounged around and found a small hotel two miles outside the West entrance. This way, I could leave Addie in the air-conditioned room while I indulged in some epic hikes.

It’s a big park, and I needed to make the most of my 3-4 days there.

Day 1:

We first arrived in the area around 3 pm. After hotel check-in, Addie and I ventured into the park to get the lay of the land. We walked to Mirror Lake (well, Mirror Pond, because Addie couldn’t go past that), popped into the visitor center, and got our bearings in Yosemite Valley - which is the “main” area of the park and I’d guess the most visited.

I cannot even put into words the feeling I had when I first caught a glimpse of El Capitan. I was awestruck. I’ve watched countless movies on the rock climbing culture of which “El Cap” is a cornerstone. Not only is this rock wall massive, but there is so much history, adventure, and energy around it. I stood there dazed, looking up, thinking about all the climbers who’ve tackled this beast and how Alex Honnold recently free soloed it. Incredible.

Did you know that geologists have been puzzled about how the granite cliffs of Half Dome and El Capitan were formed? They think the granite of the walls solidified over five miles underground. Then, rock eroded to reveal what we see today.

Day 2:

My plan for the first full day was to get up early, get into the park before the crowds, and hike Vernal and Nevada Falls via the Mist Trail. This 9-mile trail afforded me close views of both Vernal Falls and Nevada Falls, and the valley. I started around 7 am - the air was crisp, and the views were stunning. The falls even kept me a little “misty” when I got up close to them. I took a longer route back via the John Muir Trail - at the time I went, this was required due to COVID. The park employees deemed it best if people didn’t go up and down the same route.

When I returned to the hotel room, Addie had been a very good girl. She and I took a nap before heading back into the park to drive up to Glacier Point. From here, I got a clear view of Half Dome - one of my favorite landmarks of Yosemite (Fun Fact: Half Dome is the inspiration behind The North Face logo). These are some views from Glacier Point.

On the way back from Glacier Point, we stopped at the Tunnel View viewing area. The view from this location is arguably the most epic view from the entire park. However, I argue that Glacier Point may be.

Day 3:

Once again, I got my butt up early to beat the crowds and get to the Four Mile trailhead as early as I could. This trail is a well-known one at Yosemite and is over 3,600 feet in elevation gain. I knew it was going to be a tough one. The way up was mostly switchbacks, but the views were insane. Glacier Point is the “destination” of this trail. Even though I drove up to Glacier Point the previous day, I reveled in my accomplishment to get there by hiking and explored the area a bit more while there. 

I included all my Glacier Point photos in the first photos of Day 2. In the last picture of this collection below, I am pointing to the falls that I hiked on Day 2. 

In the afternoon, after our nap, Addie and I drove to the other side of the park to get our classic park sign photo. After all, unless we have a picture with the sign, we didn’t technically go to Yosemite. :)

Day 4:

Day 4 was our last day at Yosemite. On the way out of the park, we took the morning to check out the Tuolumne area, the northeast corner of the park. This way out of the park dumps you right onto US-395, where we continued our exploration of the eastern side of the Sierras (see post #26).

This section of the park you don’t often hear much about. I’m pleased that we concluded our time at Yosemite with this area. Full of meadows and lakes, this landscape is much different from what you find in the valley or in the more mountainous regions.

The one area that we did not explore was the Sequoia Groves. I got my fill of Sequoias at Sequoia National Park, so I didn’t feel inclined. 

Although COVID presented some challenges with my visit to Yosemite, I think I lucked out. Without the reservation system, I’m afraid the park would have been too crowded, and therefore a lot less enjoyable. I found my experience to be very manageable and, in turn, that much more memorable. 

Yosemite did not disappoint. Unless, of course, you are the person who said this (if you don’t already, follow @subparparks - hilarious art highlighting negative reviews of national parks!):

#29: Monterey and Sequoia & Kings Canyon National Parks

Before taking the weekend to camp and visit Sequoia and Kings Canyon National parks, I spent about a week with my friends Chris and Allison and their family in Sunnyvale, CA. Chris and I met in business school (pretty much day 1) in Ohio, but he now has a killer job at Google. I may have mentioned this before, but getting the chance to spend time with my friends and their kids is remarkable. I got the opportunity to fold into their lives, spend some QT with Allison, and get to know their children. And the kids LOVE Addie, so it was a win-win.

We had a lovely day in Monterey (hey, that rhymes!). We drove the famous 17-mile drive through Pebble Beach and had lunch in Carmel-by-the-Sea. We stopped in the afternoon for a little beach time for the kids. I loved Carmel-by-the-Sea.

Visiting Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Parks was a treat; for a few different reasons:

1) My friend Chris joined me visiting these two sister parks.

2) I didn’t do any research on these parks (Chris did…), so I had no expectations going in.

In short, often, low expectations equals pleasant surprises.

Because campgrounds are few and far between (see my previous post), we made campground reservations in the Sequoia National Forest, but each night at a different campground, due to availability - one night at Upper Stoney Creek Campground, and the other at Princess Campground. Not staying in the same campground meant we were towing the Airstream around with us for most of the weekend.

Per Chris’s park research, I learned that Sequoia trees are the largest (by volume) globally. With a depth of 8,200 feet, Kings Canyon is one of the deepest canyons in the United States. These parks also host two of the largest (by volume) trees in the world: General Sherman and General Lee. The General Sherman Tree IS the largest in the world (275 feet tall and over 36 feet in diameter at the base), and the General Lee Tree is the second largest of the Sequoias in the Grant Grove section of the park, and 11th largest in the world.

We started by visiting Grant Grove, which is home to the General Lee Tree. We were blown away not only by the size of that tree, but also by all the other trees in the area. The bases of these trees were massive!

The trees were enormous - but the views driving through the park were equally as impressive. Chris and I took turns driving. I have to say; it was nice to be in the passenger seat for a change. I got to look out the window at the sights without having to pay attention to the road.

Chris and I did the perfect nine-mile hike. I hate to admit it, but we took Addie with us, despite it being against the rules. The path seemed “less traveled,” so I took the risk. The trail was called Mist Falls, and it snaked through lush greenery, riverbanks, and at the end was a beautiful waterfall. 

The last day in the parks, we hiked up Moro Rock. From the top, our vantage point afforded us views of both parks - nearly in entirety. We also couldn’t leave without driving through the tunnel log.

Lastly, here are a few shots of us with the National Park signs. After Addie and I got a photo next to the Sequoia sign, she insisted on being in Chris’s picture as well. She ran up to him as he was standing next to it!

These sister parks were stunning and although I had now expectation for them, they blew me away.

It’s funny. Many people I meet ask me what my favorite park is so far. It’s not a simple answer. Being a favorite depends on so many factors: the weather, where I’m camping, if Addie is with me or not, if I have a special treat like a friend joining me, how crowded the park is, the ease on navigating the park, etc. It’s way more about the experience in its entirety that makes it a favorite or not. I’d say these parks were definitely a favorite.

#28: Truckin' Up the California Coast (& Pinnacles National Park)

Leaving Ventura, the only plan I had was to camp at Pinnacles National Park that very night. I had made a reservation for two nights at the Pinnacles campground, but one night was forfeited since I extended my time in Ventura by a day when I found out Channel Islands National Park was open (see previous post #27). Unfortunately, this happens sometimes, and I do a quick cost-benefit analysis in my mind to decide what to do. In this case, I was more than willing to sacrifice a night at Pinnacles to visit Channel Islands.

It was going to be a long day of driving up the coast - not only was it nearly a four-hour drive to my next destination but also there were a lot of little places I wanted to check out along the way. You may be thinking, “Why did she only give herself a day to go from Ventura to Pinnacles?” (see map below), but I had a tough time finding camping spots along the coast.

I want to note: from here on out on my journey, there are a few things to keep in mind to understand some of the decisions I make:

1) It’s summer, so it’s busy everywhere. You need to take what you can get if you don’t want to plan too far in advance.

2) COVID thing #1. More people are embracing this “nomad” lifestyle and/or choosing to vacation via RV (no one wants to stay in a hotel) to do “outdoor” stuff (outdoor activity is the only option).

3) COVID thing #2: Fewer places/campgrounds are open. I’ve seen parks that have closed every other site to practice social distancing. Some parks have closed entire campgrounds and/or don’t offer camping at all.

4) COVID thing #3: Tours, buses, and organized activities are either not running or not running at full capacity.

More people are out there, and fewer things are open/running. So, if this adventure wasn’t challenging enough, it’s even way more challenging now. But, I keep my head up and put things in perspective: I’m out here doing this, and I’m healthy.

My first stop on this route was Pismo Beach. And by stop, I mean merely a halt. A couple I had met a few weeks earlier had mentioned a cinnamon roll place that I couldn’t resist.

It. Was. Delicious. The next two photos were taken about 2 minutes apart. The gooey deliciousness did not last long.

After a gluttonous five minutes, I hit the road for San Luis Obispo (“SLO” as Californians call it). I couldn’t tell you what, exactly, there was to see in this little town, but since I had heard about it and was going to be close to it, I wanted to check it out.

I was able to park the car and Airstream easily, and Addie and I walked around. I don’t have anything crazy to report on this town. It was quaint, the people were friendly, and the weather was fantastic. There is an array of different types of shops and lots of touristy things to buy. Maybe it’s the retail ingrained in me, but I love exploring different kinds of shops and seeing all of the creativity people put into their small businesses.

The next place I wanted to see was Big Sur. But first, some roadside stops along the way. Around every corner, I wanted to stop as the views were so breathtaking. I think my favorite part was the elephant seals, though. Hehe.

When I got to Big Sur, I admit I was somewhat confused. I noticed how the forest butted right up to the coastal cliffs, but I didn’t know what, specifically, to look for. According to the Big Sur Chamber of Commerce, “Big Sur refers to that 90-mile stretch of rugged and awesomely beautiful coastline between Carmel to the north and San Simeon (Hearst Castle) to the south.” Pfeiffer Big Sur State Park is a beautiful park in this area, but I couldn’t camp there due to limited availability. So, technically I went to Big Sur, but I didn’t explore Big Sur. Next time.

And speaking of Hearst Castle, it was closed due to COVID. Once again, next time.

I arrived to Pinnacles National Park around sundown. There is one campground at this park, and it’s accessible only from the east side of the park. There is no through road in this park, meaning you can’t get through the park by driving. Given that I had never heard of this park, and my long day, I neglected to do any research on this park beforehand. If I did, I would have known to enter from the east side of the park. However, I pulled up to the west entrance. I had no service and couldn’t figure out where to go. So, I drove back out where I had service (about 25 minutes), googled the park map, and came to the realization that the campground is on the other side.  

I drove about an hour around the park to the east entrance, and by the time I arrived at the campground, it was dark. Backing into my spot in the pitch black was, well, interesting, but I got it done.

I was disappointed when I went to explore Pinnacles the following morning. The road in the park next to the campground was closed off to vehicles. Many people biked to trailheads, but A) I don’t have a bike with me, and B) I have Addie. We decided to walk on the road, and we “hiked” for about five miles. Addie wasn’t allowed on any of the hiking trails, so we turned around and went back to the campground. Although I spoke to a ranger that morning, I’m still not entirely sure what the park is known for. Alas, we went.

We packed up and headed north to visit friends in Silicon Valley. On the way, I couldn’t resist stopping in Gilroy - known as the Garlic Capital of the World - at “The Garlic Shoppe.” I love garlic and spent way too much money in there to admit. With garlic breath, we got back in the car for the last stretch to Sunnyvale.