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Our Weekend in Yosemite

It was cold and rainy. The pics are up on flickr.

Actually, on Sunday it was sunny and we warmed up as we hiked up, up, up the side of a waterfall. It got chilly as the mist from the waterfall sprayed on us and we were continuously changing layers, layers that were already slightly damp from hiking in the rain on Saturday, then sitting around the fire Saturday night trying to keep it strong enough to keep from going out from the rain. Everything was damp, cold, and smelled like a campfire. I frozed all night long and feared the tent would leak. It didn't, but everything was still wet in the morning even though the rain stopped around 10 pm on Saturday night. We might have heard bears in the camp on Saturday night, but we can't be certain. Something was banging around the food lockers, but it might have just been other campers. Yes. You have to lock up all your food and toiletries in food lockers at each campsite. It's been a highly active spring so far for the bears.

Sounds like a miserable time, doesn't it? Hmmm, I'm not going to lie and say something made all the cold and rain worth it. We did take two nice, but short, hikes, and we did have a good time chatting with our friends around the fire, and we cooked some pretty good food over the fire. But it would have been a lot nicer if it had been dry and at least 10 degrees warmer. Preferably 20 degrees warmer.

Yosemite is worth seeing though, and we hope to go back during nicer weather.


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