Giant Sequoias and Lake Tahoe

Seeing something much, much bigger than you has strange effects. An obvious initial feeling is how small you are. But this is a smallness that you can be ok with. There’s something about being around big things that makes you feel much more a part of something, and that something seems great to you. Most mature trees are significantly bigger than you. Most lakes are too. But there’s something about seeing the biggest. Something that leaves you mostly speechless.

You begin to contemplate deeper things. You quiet a bit. You are more in tune with things like beauty. Your other 4 senses kick into high gear. These large things don’t really change the reality at all. After all, the Earth you’re standing on is far larger. They just change your perception of it all. They pull you out of your small box of a world and show you how big it really can be. There is a rush at realizing everything you are sharing air with.

Allyson and I weren’t sure we would be able to see the Sequoias of Yosemite. They are located over an hour from the valley, and we didn’t drive. We figured out a way to take the tram, and it dropped us off in time to make the last shuttle to the trees. We were completely exhausted, but we knew we could not pass up this chance. We dragged our tired bodies down the 2 mile path, but now the fatigue pales in comparison to the memory of amazement at seeing the trees, so large.

Lake Tahoe was rejuvenation for our worn out bodies. The water was cool and blue and entrancing. The first people to see Tahoe must have thought it was magic. To climb rugged mountains, reach the top, and find beautiful clear water. It was the ideal way to end this adventure.

As Allyson and I look back on this trip, we remember that it was sometimes frustrating and difficult. We do not forget mental, physical, and emotional fatigue we endured. We remember the sullen stretches after silly arguments. Much more, though, we have pictures burned in our minds. Hundreds and hundreds of pictures of the places we saw. They are postcard quality. The difficult parts continue to fade with time. The pictures of what we saw seem to be printed with much better quality. They have kept a vividness that I continue to return to see.

Here is the final chapter of the video of our trip:




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