California Girls part 1

Last week my mom, Jenna and I took a little trip to California. Jenna was so funny about it. She was born there so she has this intense love for the place. We lived with my mom's parents on their farm when Jenna was born but moved a couple of months later. She had been wanting to go see the farm and visit now that she's older.

In the car with grandpa on our way to some adventures, Jenna asked if they have any chickens on their farm. He told the story of how he would let them out to walk around during the day and they'd come back to the coop at night. That is until a raccoon started stealing said chickens, which made the chickens afraid to come back to the coop and thus they had all run away or died. He then continued to tell quite a graphic story about how their one cow's pregnancy ended up in the calf not being born and the cow having to be shot before she became poisoned from the unborn calf. Sorry Jenna, this trip was lacking in animals. But not to worry, we still had fun.

Anyway, as I was saying, we went on some adventures with Grandpa Clement (mom's dad). We hiked under the Forest Hill bridge and walked across it, as well as the No Hands bridge which was built in 1921. We had lunch by a waterfall and drove across a very old suspension bridge- during which my life just about passed in front of my eyes.

↑↑The Forest Hill Bridge↑↑

↑↑Mom and Jenna are pros at getting distracted↑↑

                      ↑↑You can suck the honey out of these flowers and then blow them like a whistle↑↑

    ↓↓NoHands Bridge built in 1921. It has withstood multiple floods. Newer

       bridges built upstream did not survive, so way to go builders of this bridge!↓↓

↑↑Using slingshots↓↓

↑↑Very Indiana Jones-ish↑↑