Kings Canyon
One and half million people visit Sequoia National Park every year. A little more than half of them make it across the mountain to Kings Canyon. What a shame so many people miss out on the beauty of the canyon.
Today I was in awe. I’ve seen plenty of rivers in the Sierras along our backpacking trips. Yet, nothing came close the Kings South fork river today. This has to be the most picturesque river I’ve ever seen.
Everywhere you looked there were whitecaps as the river fought against the rocks. Looking up there was the beautiful canyon made up with rocks of many different colors and shapes. The Roaring Waterfall didn’t steal its name. And the Zumwalt meadow was idyllic as one can imagine.
The only challenge was getting there. From Three Rivers, CA, we first took a small road (Dry Creek Road) which barely fit 1.5 cars. On the way back, we took highway 245 all the way down to Woodlake, CA. At least this road was a two-way lane. I don’t think there is a straight stretch. It felt like the road back was a long series of left and right turns down the mountain, as if we were alpine skiing our way back. The most scary part was that we didn’t see another car for probably 40 miles.
Even though the trip was long, it is worth every minute. Next time, I would look for a camping spot in Kings Canyon and make it a two day trip.