Yosemite is one of the most magnificent creations that nature
has ever given us. It is small wonder that thousands of visitors
every year pay homage to this great site. Artists, writers, and photographers
try to capture the beauty of Yosemite with every medium imaginable.
But like taking a snapshot of a beautiful person, you can only take a peek
of a frozen moment in time through the eyes of others. The splendor
and dignity of Yosemite can only be experienced in person where your body
and soul can be enriched with its magic.
With that last remark, I will give you a quick tour of my trip through
Yosemite with the attempt to capture those precious moments through the
eye of a camera...
Knowing full well that our hiking trip may take 10 hours, we started out
early at 8 A.M. to begin our 13 mile hike. For all you early birds
like myself, you must understand that for creatures of the night like my
husband, morning does not begin until 10 AM on a weekday.
Weekends are another matter. Morning breakfast starts with lunch...
a late lunch. The hiking trail information described the Yosemite
Valley Trail as a "marathon hike." That's an understatement. We
climbed up 3,214 feet to Galcier Point in less than 3 hours. There
were times when I felt like conducting a scientific experiment involving
catapulting my 10 lbs worth of camera equipment across the valley.
Aside from climbing approximately 3,200 ft. to the top, what's cool about
Galcier Point is that you can get a good view of the valley floor, four
waterfalls, the High Sierra, and, last but not least, Half Dome.
You can get a great appreciation of how high you have hiked when
people quickly become ants. What is more amazing is the realization
that the same tree that you saw at the base is still going up higher as
you switch back and forth along the trail.
Once we grabbed a quick lunch at Galcier Point, we decided to head down
the Panorama Trail. The only problem was trying to locate it.
After a false start, we bumped into a ranger that was about to give a
guided tour. Turns out that he was heading in the same direction.
If you ever have a chance to take this tour, do so. It's
worth it. A little blonde bear cub even made an appearance.
The cub was actually a distance away and, unfortunately, we did not have
our telephoto lens with us. We were able to see him searching for
grubs among the burnt out tree trunks. The ripping sounds of the
tree trunks cracking between the cub's paws pretty much told us to stay
away. Shortly after that we reached the top of our first
waterfall along the trail: Llilouette Fall. It has a drop of
370 ft. Even though it was early July, the waterfalls were
still full due to the El Nino effect.
I took this picture hanging precariously off of a cliff. I have to
admit that I was very stupid to do so. If just one little misplaced
pebble had had the audacity to be under my foot I would have been
another statistic of idiots who fell off a cliff. The sun did a
bit of damage to my brain cells.
As we followed along the Panorama Trail, we got a good view of Half
Dome. According to the map, we could have hiked along the Panorama
Trail and then taken the Half Dome Trail as a detour. However
this would have meant retracing our steps along the Half Dome
Trail to continue on with our Glacier Point and Vernal and Nevada Falls
trail. Maybe a fitness nut would attempt it, but not I.
We actually came back another day and took a time sequence shot
of Half Dome.  Unless there is a lot of popular demand, I am only
going to post one of the more beautiful picture here instead of the
entire series.
Finally, Nevada Fall with a glorious drop of 594 ft. You can see
the Merced River plunging downward over a rock cliff, it's bottom lost
among the mist. Guess what we saw along the Mist Trail as we
looked back at Nevada Fall. Breathtaking, is it not?
I would have sworn that I would die along the way to Vernal Fall if it
was not for the fact that the sun had dried the rocks that were supposed
to be the path. Bring a raincoat if you decide to visit Vernal
Fall.
And please do be careful of the wet rocks. It is pretty
challenging when you are tired, wet, and cold. Vernal Fall has a
measly 317 ft drop.
Once we reached the bottom of Vernal Fall, we followed the Mist
Trail along the Merced River and onward to the valley floor where we
caught a bus to our car at the Happy Isles Nature Center. Amazingly
enough, I discovered that I had enough strength to sprint the last couple
of yards to make sure that we would make the bus that would take us back
within "walking" distance of
the car. It was the last bus and I had enough of walking for one
day thank-you.
Oh, this was taken on our way to the car as an added bonus.