Sequoia National Park

After my drive through the mountains, I camped alone in the woods of Sequoia National Park. At least I thought I was alone.



Despite waking up to death's big, brown face, I still managed to visit the Redwood trees, and have become quite the treehugger. But as you can see, it was one of those awkward, sideways hugs where you can tell neither one wants to be touching the other.