Okay, so this is the part 2 of my Spring Break family adventure. Not like Hangover 2… except I think they both had barf in them.
Just so you know what an awful mother I am… we pulled over while Rex was sleeping. In the FRONT seat, he would only barf in the back seat. Well, we wanted to redeem this sick ride and pulled over to see the Giant Redwoods.
There were almost no cars on the side of the road… a little bit off the highway… where we parallelled park to where you can walk in and scramble under and on these massive redwood trees. The downed trees lay on the ground and the standing ones let in little sunshine so it’s a mossy, insulated carpet like world. We locked the car with Rex inside I was planning to only walk a few feet away with my brand new camera, but was so captivated I walked further. I think ten minutes passed when Vivien and Mark were climbing over a downed tree asking me to climb up as well.
“no I better check on Rex” Usually he is out for a long time when he sleeps in the car.
There was an old lady sitting on stump near the road. “It’s like Avatar!” She started talking to me like I knew her. I was trying to be polite but felt I needed to get to the car. Then I heard the shrieking. Rex had awoken. To an EMPTY car. He was LOCKED in. He was POUNDING on the glass.
“Excuse me” I said as I ran to the car to let my trapped child out.
The kept talking, “if one tree dies they all die.”
I opened up the car. He was hysterical. Poor baby. I felt like crap. Well, I really felt Mark should feel like bigger crap, because at least I came back. He was still skipping around like a blue faced what cha ma call it.
Rex recovered fast and he liked the trees too.
the boy formerly known as traumatized
Then about 90 minutes later we were at our goal. The country home of my former boss, mentor, dear friend, second dad Dr. Dean Edell. He and his wife Sharon have a happy life there. He is retired and has a great spread, kind of like his own little Yosemite. I visited once before when Viv was 3 and Rex was in my belly. The carefree days of thinking I had a secure financial future.
Dean and lil' Viv
It was great to see them. They are dear people. Sharon has a PhD in Geology and co authored the first book on California Oaks, so hiking with her I learned more than in most college class. Bonus, no homework. It was great for my kids to just run and play and not scream at them for fear they were going to be hit by a car.
I really dug that the Edell’s said my kids were the most fearless kids they’d seen there. Vivien went on her own little hike and came back with a deer jaw. Later I walked with the kids and we saw the other parts remaining of the deer. “This is how animals really are, it’s not like Disney” I said. Really telling myself since I grew up in LA I thought nature was Swiss Family Robinson Tree house in Disney land. Fiberglass looks so real!
It was too short of a visit. Next time we have to stay longer. Next time I’m not driving down from Portland! The ride home was a tad brutal. So brutal I begged to have a few hours of sleep at some truck stop motel.
The kids were kissing the house when we returned. It did go through my mind.. “why did I do this? Why do I make the effort, spend the money?” Ah, we ate great ice cream, saw great friends and saw deer bones. That’s why.