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Travel Blogs from Mariposa
Left America's not so Best Inn with our free croissants in one hand. Driving out of San Francisco over the Golden Gate Bridge. We drove on to Yosemite with the roof down warming up now 35. California is suffering from its worst drought for years. Drove around Yosemite park up to Yosemite Falls. Climbed up to the base of the falls. Walked up to Mirror lake. Trialled the Dixie song for the first time. Drove up to Glacier point for the sunset ...
... Knights Ferry for lunch, ruins of old buildings, the oldest covered bridge in the west coast area, sight of the gold rush, and full of teenagers rafting the river. The land around is extremely dry and in severe drought.
Driving for about another three hours and we enter the Yosemite National Park. Two thirds of the park was burnt last year with ferocious wild fires and the evidence is everywhere, burnt trees covering ...
... first pitch, Michael took over on lead, aiding up the 5.12b slab moves, singing Magnetic Fields to keep his mind off the intense exposure.
Michael leading off on the second aid pitch
When Michael topped out on the spire, I jugged behind, being careful of the rope and mindful of which pieces I left in place for Ben due to the traversing nature. Shortly after I ...
... too much to take in.
Further round, we walked to the end of Glacier Point where some people had climbed over the fence and were sitting on the large rocks right near the edge... which made me feel distinctly uneasy. The rocks all round had lizards basking on them, puffing out their bodies to keep cool.
Must try that some time.
There was also a gorgeous blue bird, but I have no idea what it was.
The shop was full of ...
... than British English. ‘Pavement’ doesn’t say anything about what it actually is. ‘Sidewalk’ does. A ‘parking lot’ is a place for parking your car, but a ‘car park’ sounds like a theme park where cars go to have fun. And we think (based on the American setting on my phone’s Sat-Nav) that Americans call roundabouts ‘traffic circles’. Well, that is what it is. But what’s a roundabout? Round about what?