Wednesday

Again rain.  We decided to stay in the Bass Lake area and have a lazy day not climbing or hiking.  After a morning of debating what not to do, we decided to call the local scenic railroad we pass everyday on our way into the Valley.  I called the Sugar Pine Railroad at 10:30 AM and we found out the daily train leaves daily at 11:00.  So we literally threw the kids in the Cherokee half dressed, sped out of the timeshare, and raced up the curvy canyon roads to the Train  Station.  By the way it’s a 20 minute drive, and by now it is 10:40.  We pull into the train station, Laura jumps out to buy tickets, I drive down the mountain side to park the Jeep, grab both kids out of their car seats, and run towards the whistling steam engine.  Meanwhile, Laura buys the tickets and runs down the mountain side out of sight as I am running up the mountain side with C under my arm like a football and R running at my side like a blocker headed for the goal line.  Luckily, Laura is faster and makes it down and then up just as we reach the train.  We jump into the open train cars as the conductor yells, “All aboard!”.  It was perfect timing.  And of course 5 minutes into the excursion R says, “I have to pee pee right now”, which has been a reoccurring theme the whole trip.  I can’t count how many times Ryder has urinated in public; along highways, in parking lots, IN THE CAR RENTAL PARKING LOT (Laura almost died of embarrassment), in the Valley, in a construction site along the Valley entrance road, and many other public settings.  Thanks Dad for teaching my son to pee wherever he can find a tree, and thanks to our nephew for teaching him to pretend his pee steam is a light saber.  My shoes and my new soft shell pants thank you both :).

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