Sunday, October 28, 2012
September - the california chapter
In september, my friend Kristi invited me to join her in Yosemite National Park. We hiked Half Dome, jumped in the river, and did our best to avoid the hantavirus. It was gorgeous and the weather was perfect - nothing like a weekend of 90 degrees in mid september to make everything right in the world.
What is it about climbing tall things and peaking over the edge? Add in the miles and miles of forested peaks, and the experience can make you breathless. There's something about national parks that always makes me wonder what it was like to be the first person to ride through, and then imagine myself making the trek as an early American trapper or (preferably) a Louis L'Amor cowboy. Its amazing how the mystery and allure can still come across, even in the midst of a horde of tourists and flashing cameras.
Despite the fact that my 30 year old knees gave out, making the trip down torturous, the trip was a total win.