We had granola bars for breakfast again and snacked for lunch. The day and the scenery slowly passed by.
Suddenly, Dad announced that we had entered California! We had to go to an inspection station
before we got far, though. What with Dad's rugged biker look and beard, we had a little bit of trouble. Plus, we got a little confused and moved into the wrong place. The inspector thought we had tried to get away! But with a little explaining (and some searching of the car on the part of the inspector) we were once again on our way.
It was then that the ride got really interesting. First, the road started rolling up and down very steeply. It felt like a roller coaster ride! We all got butterflies in our stomachs and had a fun time, guessing how steep the next dip would be and finding we had under estimated it.
After about an hour (or at least that's how long it seemed to me) we exited the national park. But that didn't end the breathtaking ride. We drove on squiggling and unpredictable roads that scaled the sides of mountains. We went from almost ten thousand feet in altitude to almost sea level in one day. It was hard to get bored.
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