At least most of the scenery was nice.
That's Mount Shasta. With a 14 hour drive, one can't afford to stop and get out of the car to take pictures, even of scenery like that.
The kids were amazing. So amazing that even though we got into Fresno at bed time, we let them hit the pool at the hotel for half-an-hour.
My wife was also amazing, sharing the driving responsibilities admirably. When she wasn't driving, she maintained her sanity by crocheting little booties that she donates to the local pregnancy center.
Me? I stayed sane by rereading John Ringo books that I have previously questioned.
Off to bed soon...we have at least another 6 hours of driving to do tomorrow.