I was back at Kings Canyon, eager to show my cousin the wonder of these giants after he had seen Mariposa Grove. Having witnessed his wonder at those behemoths, I knew he would be overjoyed to see the biggest trees in the world and I was dedicated to making sure that would happen. I originally planned on not writing about this, since I just wrote about these two parks, but the events over the two days were too awesome of a tale to not share.
We arrived at Kings Canyon with enough time to take a walk down Generals Grove. Just as amazing as before, we took some time to explore some of the outer reaches of the cross country ski trails getting lost for a few hours and trying to decide what saplings were growing out of the recently burned areas. After a long drive from Yosemite that morning though, we were ready to call the night early and found a place to camp outside of the park. I was a bit nervous about camping up here as I would need a bunch of the battery the following day to drive through Sequoia. I had made the loop before with plenty of battery left (25%) so I wasn’t too worried, just vigilant and I decided that that evening, we should limit our use of heat just in case.