So, yesterday was work. I simply had to take those students to Yosemite Valley, let them get cold, experience nature and all, and learn stuff. Someone needs to do it. Today, I knew I needed to go back. There were just too many times that I wanted to stop the bus, jump out and snap a few pictures. Mrs. Geotripper and I headed back into the mountains today to see what remained to be discovered out there.
I love this time of year. The Merced River is at its lowest ebb, and the pools reflect like mirrors. The sky was washed clean by yesterday's storm. The scene was peaceful and uncrowded, and beckoned us to stay just a bit longer.