We've spent the last 5 days in 4 national parks and innumerable state parks and national forests. We've camped out all the nights but last when we arrived at z's friend's place outside San fran and took our first showers and slept on couches. Indoors. It was refreshing.
I have lots to write about. Of the adventures we've encountered, the twisty switchback mountain roads, the melting canyon sunsets, waterfalls and slick rock. But it's hard to write too much from my iPhone (even if they did finally create the larger landscape keypad, which I can't get used to and still use the small keys... I know this only makes since to other iPhone users).
Anyway, i'll throw up a few photos and resume typing at some point in the bear future when my computer agrees to my prposal of cooperation.
These were the crazy switchbacj roads we drove into canyonlands national park ( which sounds like candyland to me everytime somone speaks the name aloud). We drove 25 miles on little off road paths like this, with the climb up the canyon at the end on the single lane no railing a million foot drop being the single most frightening moment in my life. We survived. It took over two hours.
Outside bryce n.p. was the greatest of all the tourist roadside shops (excluding of course the one which had a wildlife museum of "800 types of animals!" which was really just a room of stuffed animals, and not the plushy kind). Z is doing his best Daniel Boone impersonation. Spot on I think.
Next thing I know I'm back in nyc (or the vegas version of it). We hit the strip in the 110 degree heat. Lost 30 bucks at blackjack, made 15 at the slots. Not too bad for the experience of just playing there at all. Then we snuck into the pool of the monte carlo and spent the most blissful 30 minutes of our lives. After 3 dirty days/ nights of hiking, camping, driving, nothing felt more cleNsing then a chlorine pool in this desert oasis.
The drive btw vegas and yosemite went from the ugliest boring desert stretches to the most beautiful scene once we hit the sierra nevada mountains. I with I had stopped to take photos on that drive but I was too busy enjoying it. Seriously, the most magical scene.
We set up camp that night 5 moles outside yosemite, right beside the rushing waterfall and stream. I fell asleep that night to the kind of sounds I tend to play on sleep application, running water, sounds of nature, beautiful.
Yesterday was spent on a beach in lake tahoe. On the way we stopped for breakfast in one of those 5 building little towns (it was the first restaurant food we'd eaten and we were starving for it). Our waitress in middle of nowhere California town, populatin 200 was from Waterford, Michigan. Imagine the odds. Her husband was in the army and they were stationed nearby. She hated it there and desperately missed the Midwest. "Midwest folks?" said the other customer in the place. ""I'm out here from Wisconsin." I love Midwest people. Friendliest in the world.
Anyway, lake tahoe was beautiful. It took a while to find a public beach, stopping first at one full of rocks before moving on a number of miles around the shore to a nice sandy spot. We spent only a couple hours (I get bored on the beach) but it was long enough to head into the bay area burnt to a crisp.
And now it's today. And the adventure is still only beginning.
-- Peace Out From My iPhone
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