Sunday, June 14
We left mid-morning for Tuolomne Meadows.
We left mid-morning for Tuolomne Meadows.
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| Bye-bye Yosemite Valley |
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| Lovely flowers line the cliffs along the road |
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| The lady to the left of the sign is just hiking in from the valley. She said it was hot. |
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| Looking back from the other side to half dome |
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| Tuolomne Meadows |
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| We had the best campsite in the campground - #A88 - right by the creek at the end of the road/loop. |
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| The only night we had to put our foodstuffs away in a bear box. |
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| Eating supper |
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| Taken from the other side. Someone's asleep in the hammock - must be Daddy |
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| Taken from our site |
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| I sat in the creek and caught up on some reading and letter writing. |
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| Looking downstream |
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| After an early supper or was it a late lunch, we drove back to the meadows and hiked around a bit. Little did I know that a good friend would die around this time in Virginia. A sad loss. |
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| Since C banged her broken foot in the creek yesterday, I see she is wearing her boot today. |
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| We climbed one of the large domes |
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| Panorama |
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| Other side |
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| Then DH and I hiked to Soda Springs to see what all the fuss was about. Do you see the bubbles? |
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| The campsite in the morning |
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| We were literally, basically on the Pacific Crest Trail. The hikers walked right by us. |
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| HSC means High Sierra Camp |
