Road TripPosted: April 10, 2013
I have to admit, I was a little worried. Traveling 900 miles in a tiny car with two young kids sounded like a recipe for further hair loss, or at least a thousand rounds of 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall. Both of which, in my mind, are to be avoided at all costs. But we had to get the car home, and since it was spring break, we decided to take our time, and try to have some fun along the way. In other words, the full Clark Griswold.
First stop was the “Bates Motel” (names have been changed to protect the guilty) on Lake Shasta, which is best described by saying we were all afraid to use the shower and the lingering smell of propane kept us from firing up the stove. In retrospect, the extreme lack of interior lighting was probably a blessing. So…we kept our shoes on inside and spent as much time as we could outside.
And outside was awesome. The area is incredibly beautiful and different enough from where we live to keep us fascinated. Weston looked at the manzanitas, pines and oaks and said “Dad, they have really weird trees here.” We took a great tour of Shasta Caverns which included a boat ride across the lake and an hour underground checking out stalactites, stalagmites, crystals, “cave bacon” and breathing the dank, humid cave air–which, incidentally, smelled significantly better than our hotel room. I’m not usually much of a tourist, but the cave gig was really cool. And I retract all negative statements about it I may have made in the hours leading up to the tour. Next up: The Griswolds continue north…