So, out of Big Sur, we continued north on the one and then headed inland to go further north to Redding. We stopped to buy some strawberries at one of the farms on our way and found an artichoke truck...you know, the food trucks that just sit on the side of the road selling a variety of yummy badness. This truck was selling fried artichoke hearts so we decided to give it a go. As with anything fried, it tasted much more like grease than the original food item so we were a bit disappointed, although I am not sure why. :-) The girls happily ate strawberries...
We had one day at Nana's before my sister and family were set to arrive so we set about helping Nana pull up the remains of her garden. (The temperatures, which had been over 100, had suddenly taken a dip and were not predicted to rise again, plus we needed to plant grass before the real rain appeared for the season.). These were her pumpkins...huge!
One of the first things we did once the cousins arrived was to go grocery shopping and stop in on Great-Grandma.
We tried to swim, but it was just entirely too cold. They stayed in for a little while but that was it.
Then we piled them in towels and set them in the sun.
So my sister's kids are Megan (closest to you) and Audrey. They are seven and five.
We also found a huge vine of concord grapes growing on our property! This place is full of treasures still undiscovered! Now we just need to figure out how to train it to grow down where we can pick the grapes.
One of our first hikes, which is quite close to our house, was down a path towards a small dam a man made during the gold rush. First we came across a cleaning house (where they removed all the debris from the water). The interesting thing is that most of the equipment is still there, just left after the gold rush.
Walking with girls...it's a different world.
A sluice...something used to control the flow of water.
...or small children.
As you can see, this operation was quite extensive.
They even cut a tunnel through the rock.
I know it doesn't look like much to dam up, but this is the lowest water level of the year and when you see it this low, you understand why they felt the need to dam up the winter rain fall.
What is left of the dam.
Just because it is pretty.
So I am standing near the dam where the water would have been diverted through the trough and down.
It was a pretty neat hike and the girls were thrilled to have so much to see along the way!
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