Yosemite Trip Part 2

If you come to Yosemite Valley from Fresno, on Highway 41, you get a pretty dramatic entrance. After a long tunnel, this is your first view of the valley:

Marin's iPhone picture doesn't do it justice, but it's still pretty spectacular, no?

We stayed in a canvas cabin on a cement slab in a camp called Housekeeping Camp. The camp lies along the Merced River. Since September is a pretty dry season in Yosemite, the river was shallow and slow but it was beautifully clear water. Charlie spent a lot of time throwing pebbles into it.

We did a lot of sightseeing on our bikes, and unfortunately, the only picture we got of the camp site was from a moving bicycle. Apparently we had better things to look at than Housekeeping Camp (canvas cabins are nifty places to stay for a pretend camping trip, but they aren't the most picturesque accommodations in the world).

Every night Gil would built a fire, and some of our favorite times of the whole trip were spent in the evenings, sitting around the fire pit.

This vacation wasn't exactly about the food--our family isn't experienced with outdoor cooking. We roasted hot dogs on sticks one night for dinner (something Marin had never done before). Our next door neighbors were roasting a rack of lamb, and we felt like hobos.

We'll post more pictures when Marin can figure out how to upload the stuff from the camera.