In an area known as the High Sierra, about 28 miles east of Placerville, toward Tahoe on Hwy 50, we spent a few nights tent camping. David and the boys had been there a couple of years ago, and we ended up staying in the same spot they did last time.
It is located on a lovely spot of the river. The only downside was that it was right off the highway and we could hear it occasionally, but it was not disruptive. It only had vault toilets, and no sinks or showers. A little more rustic than what I am used to, but no complaints. It is a lovely spot to spend our days.
We prioritized quiet reading time everyday. Everyone had their own book and their own quiet spot.
Our sweet little spot on the river…
The boys loved collecting the quartz in the area…
The pine cone that looked like a chicken leg…
We went on a terrific hike that took us along a canal. It went on, and on, and we finally had to turn back…
This is kind of hard to see, but can you see the bee in the center of the photo? We witnessed a unique behavior, (well, unique to us anyway). All along the canal, for as far as we walked, bees, hundreds…thousands(?) of them, hovered over the canal and along the pathways. They just hovered, occasionally darting around, but for the most part, just staying in one spot.
More of the quartz collection…
Tradition. Storing the watermelon in the river. Retrieving said watermelon…
Eating the watermelon and spitting the seeds…
Enjoying the sun and water…
This is a neat spot within walking distance to our campsite. The large, flat rocks were great for sunbathing, and warming up after freezing in the icy river….
My master collector. This time, he collect little plastic pellets that were on the ground.
