Super 8 Mariposa / Yosemite National Park Area
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... in a Halloween theme. Cameron didn't need any encouragement and was darting in and out of shops with his trusty bucket, yelling 'trick or treat'. There we some outstanding efforts in the dressing up department - from the adults too; our own favourite was a Dad dressed up in a chefs outfit with his toddler dressed as a lobster stuck in a big cooking pot (nestled in the buggy). Cameron was happy with his haul - he even wore his costume on the flight.
... enjoyed an hour Junior Ranger Tour with one of the Park Rangers and learnt about the local trees and birds. An ice-cream to revive energy levels and a stop to view El Capitan (the largest granite monolith in the world) saw us on our way back home to pick up supplies for another barbie.
A quick swim and then reacquainting ourselves with the cooking sticks of the night before and we had completed another fun but exhausting day.
A lot has happened since my last post:
That night at Wrightwood where I finished off my last entry was a tough one for me. I had hit the trail too early and was a combination of jet-lagged, disorientated, overtired and severely dehydrated. The desert experience really shook me and so I began to have doubts about my plans for the rest of the trip and what I was doing over here. After some wise words from mum, dad and Lib I decided to ...
... that we had to bail, but it's better to be safe than sorry.
It was kind of funny that while Ben and I were climbing people were taking pictures of us. Because there was a trail that went by the climb, we had many observers. It's cool to think we'll be in people's travel photos.
Overall thoughts: Yosemite seems like a cool place for climbing and we'd definitely like to come back during fall because it'll be cooler and less crowded... And fewer storms:) ...
... a kilometre long tunnel, where the Mustang started growling. Driving back to the hostel was a struggle as the car ran very low on fuel, by the end it was mainly running on fumes. Being jammy, on less than 5 miles of petrol in the middle of nowhere a petrol station appeared on the horizon. Struggling no more we found a pizza diner on the edge of town, ordering the biggest pizza we could a huge meat feast. Couldn't finish it so we boxed it up for ...