|Black-tailed deer in front of Lower Yosemite Falls |
(not sure how the hoards of people were framed out of the shot)
I had been reading John Muir leading up to our vacation in Yosemite. I always had a soft spot in my heart for Muir in part because he was a UW alumnus. My dreams and expectations swirled with outzel, the elusive cassiope, peppery Douglas squirrels, giant trees, bears thieving sheep at night, and, of course, the dramatic clouds with their emotional cargos.
The world John Muir described seems as distant as another planet.
It no longer seems prudent to step out onto an overhanging ledge above Yosemite Falls.
|Bridal Veil Falls|
(from the full parking lot)
|Half Dome from Sentinel Bridge|
(three feet from traffic, buses)
All photographs in this post are copyrighted by Melissa T Photography