A Yosemite Preface

Over the weekend, I mistakenly told people that the only family member ever to visit Yosemite was my dad. Nagged by doubt, I decided to check my facts with the family television guide, advice nurse and historian, a.k.a. my mom. According to her, my dad took my mom on a date to the national park in 1972. They spent the afternoon in the valley looking at the waterfalls and exploring the villages. She added that they spent all morning and all evening driving to and from the park. It would be their only visit.

This was my first trip there and it was incredible. We stayed at Curry Village in tent cabins and enjoyed three days of good weather. We did a little exploring, hiking and relaxing. I'm no Ansel Adams, but took plenty of photos. Over the next day or two, I hope to share a few of them as well as some memories from the trip.