The final day of our trip was spent in the car once again. We did manage to get out a few times and enjoy the wonders of the world as we trekked through parts of the Redwood Forest. This was one of the oldest trees in the forest being over 1500 years old. We couldn't even see the top of the tree because of all the branches from other trees. There was actually another tree growing right out of the side of the trunk. 
I loved how the trees would kind of split their trunks so that it looked like two trees were growing. Sometimes there was more than one tree growing so closely together they looked like one, but you could see three separate trunks. Other times it started as one trunk and then split into two or more branches that for all purposes were separate trees.
This is one of those trees that started as one and then split.
All the kids, especially Griffyn, were happy to get out and walk around in a wet green area. It felt more like home.
The rest of the trip was uneventful, except for that incident at Rice Hill where we were forced to eat Ice Cream. It's Tradition!
There is NO PLACE LIKE HOME!
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