Mile 956, McCabe Creek in Yosemite Nat'l Park
Reunited with gypsy town at long last, we took a lazy morning to ease out of a late night at the fire in Tuolumne Meadows. I decided not to go into the valley - I'd rather come back and climb anyway, and not during peak tourist season. Even on a Monday morning, the parking lot at Tuolumne was swarming with people in clean-cut tees and boat shoes. I'm also not eager to lose the group I've been chasing this past week.
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| Tuneboost and the falling water. This is what I live for out here! |
Lunch was swimming and sunning at Glen Aulin, some beautiful falls. It's the first water I've been able to swim in for longer than a few seconds. So glorious to be able to rinse off after a hot morning!
A cruisy afternoon, ending with our epic campsite near a roaring stream in a granite canyon. It tried to steal my cookpot while I was bending over trying to fill it, but I managed to leap in after it and save it-- and completely soak myself. At least I have fire, and campfire stories, and friends. Aw, I've missed them!
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