The variety we’ve experienced on this trip has been incredible. For example, when we woke up in Sequoia National Forrest at about 7,000 feet on Thursday morning it was 26˚ and our tent was covered with ice. By 1:00 PM later that day, we were playing frisbee in 70˚ weather by a beach along the coastline at about 30 feet above sea level. There’s a ton of other crazy extremes that we’ve survived (such as bean tacos at a beefless taco bell to eating sword fish steaks along the coastline at Nepenthe).
Now we’re up against our craziest extreme yet - readapting to city life. So far the transition has been fairly smooth with only a few rough edges (i.e., all our clothes smell like firewood and we still eat without using our hands). Wish us luck.
Also: be prepared for the the most awesomest facekick in history coming soon…