San Juan Batista was one of my favorites down there too.
You’ve been more places than me.
I will always remember Yosemite and Sequoia National Park.
I remember being dumbfounded by the size of the giant Sequoia trees.
We stayed in a nice cabin, and a heard sort of a knock. I opened the door and a racoon was on it’s hind legs with his forepaws out like a beggar. I’ll never forget that.(I was probably 5 or 6)