The weather tried to cooperate with us. It was a beautiful 80-something degree day when left Hanford. We put the top down on "Sugar" and headed for the mountains. Plenty of people were enjoying Lake Kaweah (a place we need to go back to play in) and Three Rivers was equally busy. As we gained elevation, the temperature began to drop. But the heater served us well and we continued, top-down, on our excursion. Just inside the park, we came to a full stop around a blind turn to find that a mob of people had parked their cars to photograph a bear cub grazing in the grass beside the roadway. We took our picture from the car as we drove past as we seemed to be the only people concerned with where the mama bear might be and when she might decide to make an appearance.
We drove into the clouds at the highest elevation over Lodgepole. It was an eerie change from the beautiful, sunny day we started with. But, by the time we reached Grant's Grove, it was cool but beautiful once again. The event of the day came as we stopped to take our last picture on the decent back towards Fresno. There was a beautiful overlook where we watched birds soar overhead and photographed ourselves with the valley below. As we approached the car to head for home, a strange "hissing" caught our ears just in time for us to notice the air from the driver's side front tire quickly draining away. David was forced to change his first flat tire (very sexy if you ask me) and we made it safely back to home.
All in all it was a wonderful trip. A silly old flat tire didn't dampen our spirits at all and we have great memories to boot.
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