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Hitting the RoadThe day of reckoning was upon us.

After showering off the gasoline that had poured on his arms and chest during the fuel line repair, Herb put on a brave face and said, “Let’s go.”

I have to admit that I was quite nervous about our chances of making it cross country without a breakdown or calamity of some sort, but if I had to do it, I couldn’t have had a more competent pilot than Herb.

Our first planned destination was my brother’s house in New Albany, Ohio, but since we got such a late start because of the fuel line repair, we decided that we would just try to get a few hours of driving under our belt and then get to Jimmy’s relatively early the following day.

Not another Travel Center Subway!!Knock on wood, everything seemed to be working fine and the Suburban, as it always has, ran like a champ. I kept a running text dialogue going on with Herb’s brother and our friend Randy, both capable mechanics, who were very interested, and concerned, with our progress. Randy considered our journey more analogous to that of a NASA space mission than a typical road trip, and dubbed our vehicle the SuburbanShip (the lunatic module).

We soon realized that finding places to eat and sleep were going to be a challenge, because with our 45-feet of length (Suburban plus boat), we were more like a semi than a car. It looked like it was going to be truck stops all the way.

We had our first, of what was to be far too many, Subway heroes at a Pilot Travel Center and bought a salad to have in our motel room that night. Fortunately, along the interstates, most motels had truck parking, so we were able to settle in at an Econo Lodge in Breezewood, PA, without too much difficulty.

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Making our way west on I76 through Pennsylvania to an Econo Lodge.

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Sunset over Sandy Hook BayBeing back in New Jersey felt so normal – I guess it should, as it was our home for 60 years. The flight went smoothly, and we were at my brother’s house in Monmouth Beach in time for dinner that night.

I couldn’t help comparing the ease of our arrival on the East Coast with the arduous journey we had ahead of us driving back to the West Coast in a 21-year-old, rusty Suburban, towing a 20-foot Grady White. For now, I would try not to think about it and just enjoy visiting old friends and places – and Herb could enjoy getting reacquainted with the underside of the Suburban.

The first two days were spent pretty much as planned, working on the vehicles to ensure they would safely get across the country. Lots of work for Herb, and his very helpful brother, but at least there were no major surprises.

Final cruise in the AtlanticOn the third day, Herb felt confident enough in his progress to take the day off so that we could head up to our hometown in north New Jersey to visit with friends. We even made time to climb at Gravity Vault, our old climbing gym before going out to dinner at the Saddle River Inn.

On day 4, we decided the boat needed to say goodbye to the Atlantic Ocean, so we launched it in Keyport and took it for a 25-mile cruise over to Sandy Hook and back. Afterwards we went out to dinner with Herb’s brother and his wife at a typical Jersey Shore establishment called On the Deck - and that is exactly where we sat – “on the deck” overlooking the Bay.

Being able to sit outside comfortably is probably the thing we miss most (besides our friends) about the East Coast. The weather is absolutely beautiful in Sonoma County, but the swings in temperature during the day are huge. It can be 80+ degrees during the day, but come nightfall, it quickly drops into the 50s.

There's nothing like old friendsWe pretty much were ready to hit the road on Saturday, but we added one more day in New Jersey, so that we could meet two very dear friends at the beach on Sandy Hook, which is part of the Gateway National Recreation Area. On the way to meet them at the beach, we stopped at a McDonalds for coffee. When we got back to the Suburban, we smelt gasoline. Herb bent down to look under the truck, and sure enough, there was gas leaking from our fuel line.

The leak was pretty slow and our friends were already on their way to the beach, so we decided to just go ahead with our plans for the day, and worry about the leak tomorrow. We put a pan under the leak while we were at the beach.

I’d have to say that I was very proud of Herb. I know how frustrated and concerned he must have been about the leak, but he did manage to put it out of his mind for the day, and we had a really terrific time – perhaps the beers helped.

While at the beach, I remembered that there is a second thing that I miss most about the East Coast – sandy beaches where the water is actually warm enough to flop around in the waves. Northern California beaches are drop-dead gorgeous, but nobody (except wet-suit clad surfers) actually goes in the water.

Rusty SuburbanBefore leaving New Jersey on Sunday, we (and by we, I mean Herb) had the not so tiny issue of the leaky fuel line to deal with first. Thank God for Herb’s brother’s knowledge.

What Herb had to do was cut out the rusty section of the fuel line, which was leaking, and quickly replace the missing section with rubber hosing. Right before he began the surgery, his brother wrapped rags around Herb’s upper arms. When Herb looked at him a bit quizzically, Ron responded, “When the gas starts pouring out, it can really burn your armpits.” Oh boy. This was not going to be fun.

However, Herb, my hero, worked so quickly that his armpits were saved and the patched together fuel line was no longer leaking.

It was time to hit the road.

We hitched the boat trailer to the Suburban, said our goodbyes, and with much anxiety and trepidation, started the long drive west. Why did the Donner Party keep coming to mind?

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I think "New Jersey" speaks for itself.

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Home sweet new home! It's a whole lot easier ending a great vacation when there is a wonderful new home waiting for us at the end in Sonoma Valley

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Our new home in Santa Rosa

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High Peaks RegionIt has been far too long since we’ve been to a new national park, so we were quite excited to be heading to Pinnacles. It was new, not only to us, but it was new to the National Park list – promoted in 2013 from a National Monument.

The park is divided into an eastern and a western section, without any roads connecting them. Since the campground and most of the action is located in the eastern part, that is where we headed.

I had made camping reservations a few days ago, so we were set. In my haste to make a reservation on Recreation.gov, I did not notice that there were electric sites, so I booked a non-electric one. Although we can dry camp just fine in our Lazy Daze, we certainly do appreciate the amenities electricity can provide – our little heater for the cold nights, the ability to keep lights on without draining the battery, microwave, hair dryer, etc. It would have especially been nice since the days were so short and it was dark by 5:30.

Pinnacles CampgroundHowever, the Pinnacles Campground actually does have electric sites, which we discovered on a late afternoon stroll through the campground on the 3rd of our 4 nights there. Herb gave me a bit of a dirty look, as I am supposed to be in charge of such things and apparently had failed miserably. Oops. Unfortunately, the office was already closed, but we were back there first thing in the morning to switch our site.

Pinnacles is quite small by national park standards – just 26,000 acres, but I took that as a personal challenge to conquer all its nooks and crannies in our three days here.

Day 1 – Condor Gulch, High Peaks, and Rim Trail Hike

If you only have one day to spend in the Park, I think the High Peaks Trail is far and away the best thing to do. It’s fairly strenuous – 7.5 miles with a 2,236-foot elevation gain, but there is much reward along the way.

We started off by driving to the Bear Gulch Day Area where the Condor Gulch Trail begins. From there, we hiked up a smooth, winding trail, constantly keeping our eyes out for California Condors, which according to neighbors of ours that had visited the park in late May, were quite abundant and not very shy of people – quite disconcerting considering they do have a 9-foot wingspan.

High Peaks RegionAfter about a mile, we came to an overlook and gazed out over the canyon we had just climbed, but try as we might, there were no condors to be seen. Shortly after the overlook, we met a fellow hiker coming down from the High Peaks who told us that he hikes this trail all the time, and this was one of the few times that he had not seen one.

We continued up the Condor Gulch trail for about another ¾ of a mile before turning left (west) onto the High Peaks Trail. The scenery had already been quite impressive, but now things got really good as we wound our way through the pinnacle formations that give the park its name. At about mile 2.3, we came to a junction with the Tunnel Trail, where hikers have the choice of continuing on the “Steep and Narrow” High Peaks Trail, or taking the milder, but slightly longer Tunnel Trail. Both converge again at the Juniper Canyon trailhead in about 0.7 miles.

We chose to take the more exciting High Peaks Trail, which led us through narrow passageways, and up and over steep rock formations, with near-vertical drop-offs off to side. Fortunately, in the more precarious sections there were steps cut into the rock to form staircases and handrails to grip onto. As long as I can hold onto something, I am usually okay with heights, so I found this section of the trail really fun.

Precarious section of High Peaks TrailWhen we converged once more with the Juniper Canyon Trail near Scout Peak, we scrambled up the rocks alongside the trail to get a better view while eating lunch. To pass the time searching for non-existent condors, I used my Iphone to read Herb fun facts about condors from Wikipedia. For example, we learned that California condors do not have a sense of smell and have to rely on other scavengers, like vultures, to find dead carcasses to eat. Then they just swoop down, scare the smaller birds away, and feast. No wonder they almost went extinct. They also defecate on their legs to reduce their body temperature. Not exactly great lunchtime conversation.

At about 5 miles into our hike, we came to the junction with the Rim Trail and decided to take it rather than go directly back to the car. One of the assignments the boys had given us on our visit to Pinnacles was to research the rock climbing possibilities, and the specific climbs they wanted us to look at were along the Rim Rock/Moses Spring loop.

The Rim Trail actually goes along the top of climbing routes, rather than along their base. We took a path labeled Discovery Wall, which was one of our homework assignments, and spoke to a few volunteer climbers that were working on replacing bolts on the wall. The type of rock in Pinnacles is volcanic breccias, which is much more delicate and likely to break off than walls of granite or basalt. That’s why, despite its rather close proximity to San Francisco, the boys had avoided climbing here as of yet. The thought of a hold coming off in your hand is a bit disconcerting.

Along the Rim TrailHowever, these guys certainly seemed to love climbing here and had done so dozens of times. They also told us about a wall a short distance away called Top Rope Rock, where Herb would not have to lead a climb, but could just set up a top rope on for us to use -- good idea, as I am not 100% confident in my ability to belay him on lead. Perhaps tomorrow.

We continued our hike along the Rim Trail to the Reservoir. From there, we could have gone through Bear Gulch Cave, but it was getting late, we were tired, and really had no desire to crawl around in a cave. Instead we walked upright like Cro Magnons on the Moses Spring Trail. Along the way, we passed The Monolith, the second rock wall we were asked to research.

It had been a great day – 7.5 miles of great scenery and a good workout.

We got back to the campground just in time to bring out our beach chairs and sit in the sun a half hour before it dipped behind the mountains and things cooled down real fast. I hate these short days, especially without electricity in the motorhome.

Day 2 – Rock Climbing on Top Rope Wall

Herb setting up on Top Rope WallUntil I get my lead belay certification, Herb and I are somewhat limited in what we can climb when it is just the two of us. That is something I really need to work on. However, fortunately, Pinnacles had a Top Rope Wall, also called Teaching Rock, which was perfect for us.

It was right near the Discovery Wall where we had talked to the climbers yesterday. We parked at the Moses Springs parking lot, hiked 0.1 miles along the Moses Spring trail, hung a right onto the High Peaks trail for another 0.3 miles, then turned left on the Rim Trail for another 0.2. From there a side trail off to the left brought us to the top of the camel hump, aka Teaching Rock, aka Top Rope Wall, aka Lolo Rock.

Anchors were already set up on top of the rock, so all Herb had to do was setup a top rope, throw both ends of the rope down to the base of the rock, and come down to the base himself via the walk-off path around the side. This allowed us to safely belay each other and climb.

Climbing at Top Rope WallThe routes to the top varied in difficulty from 5.6 to 5.9. We weren’t exactly sure which route was which, but I certainly hope that the first one we tried was the 5.9, because I got stuck below the bulge and couldn’t get much further. Herb, of course, did it just fine and then suggested that I try going slightly to the right around the bulge rather than straight up over it. Although still challenging for me, I was able to get the complete climb. We did another one to the left of the first climb as well.

It was very interesting rock – very different from anything we have climbed on before. There were all these angular pieces of rock that looked like they were cemented to the rest of the rock. Some of them were good to grab onto – others, not so much. Still it was lots of fun and satisfying. Plus, now I could say I climbed at Pinnacles before the boys did.

It was a beautiful day and our campsite was actually quite nice, so we went back around 3:00, so we could spend an hour or two just relaxing and reading in the beach chairs.

Day 3 – Hike to West side of Park

As I mentioned earlier, Pinnacles is a small national park, so given a few days, one can pretty much walk all its trails. So, that was pretty much our goal for the day – to hike the Old Pinnacles and Balconies Trail over to the west side of the park and then come back via the High Peaks Trail. Also, we hoped that going through the High Peaks section of the park again would give us another shot at seeing California Condors.

Old Pinnacles TrailThere aren’t a whole lot of roads in the park, so getting to trailheads is quite simple. This time, instead of veering left at the fork for the Bear Gulch Day Area, we hung a right on Old Pinnacles Road to the trailhead parking at the end.

From the parking lot, we walked about 0.2 miles to the junction of the Old Pinnacles and Bench Trails. Although most of the hiking guides suggested taking a left onto the Bench Trail and doing the loop clockwise, we chose to stay right on the Old Pinnacles Trail, because we wanted to do the High Peaks Trail section in the opposite direction from what we had done two days ago – that way the views would be different and it wouldn’t feel like a repeat.

The first 2 miles or so of the Old Pinnacles Trail were along a wide sandy trail through a dry canyon populated with pine trees and brush. No big views or big climbs, but a very pleasant stroll. At about 2.1 miles we arrived at Balconies Cave. I think most people hike this trail because of the cave, but we’ve done so many caves and scrambling over rocks in our day, that we decided to literally take the high road – the Balconies Cliff Trail which went above it.

Juniper Canyon TrailAt about 4 miles, we came to the Chaparral Ranger Station and Parking Area, which is the western access to Pinnacles National Park. From there we hung a left onto the Juniper Canyon Trail where the scenery and the topography began to change. For the next 2 miles, we climbed over 1,000 feet through a series of switchbacks with views of pinnacles and interesting rock formations across the canyon.

At the trail junction for the Tunnel Trail, we turned left (northeast) onto it and continued climbing until the junction with the High Peaks Trail at about mile 6. This was the junction we came to from the other direction two days ago, where we chose to go south through the "Steep and Narrow" section with handrails to keep from falling off the steep drop-offs.

However, today we were headed east on the High Peaks Trail back towards the Old Pinnacles trailhead. All that climbing we had done up to now finally paid off, because it was pretty much all downhill from here.

High Peaks HerbThe next mile was the only repeat from our previous hike, the section between the Tunnel Trail and Condor Gulch junctions – but a section well worth repeating, as it is probably the most scenic part of the park, with amazing views of the rock spires rising out of the pine and chaparral-covered ridges towards Bear Gulch in the south and the bulging canyon walls of the Balconies to the north.

As we continued along the 2-mile section of the High Peaks Trail between Condor Gulch and the Bench Trail, the views of rock spires and monoliths gave way to views of ridges and canyons – less dramatic, but still quite lovely.

When we reached the Bench Trail, we turned left (north) and hiked about another mile back to our car. All in all, we had hiked 9.8 miles with a 1,885-foot elevation gain through some very awesome scenery.

It was time for a cold beer back at the campsite where we now had electricity – Woo Hoo!

I forgot to mention that once again, despite our best efforts, we had not seen a California Condor, even though we hiked for a second time through the High Peaks region, which is where they are most commonly seen.

Descending the High Peaks TrailHowever, later that afternoon while relaxing in our beach chairs, sipping our well-deserved beers, gazing at the sky above the campground, we spotted some very large birds riding the thermals along the ridge.

We couldn’t make out the distinctive white markings under their wings from this distance, so I went over to the campground viewing area and looked through one of the telescopes. I was joined by a gentleman quite knowledgeable about birds that confirmed for me that they were indeed condors and that immature ones do not yet have the white markings.

If I had only known that condors are more easily spotted from a beach chair with beer in hand, I wouldn’t have had to do all that vigorous hiking.

After 10 nights out on the road dry camping, we spent our first evening in a water/electric site enjoying the wonders of electricity, as if for the first time – microwaving, blow drying my hair, turning lights on, running the heat, watching movies – even if we didn’t need to.

Pinnacles is truly a wonderful park, and one to which I am sure we will return to again and again – or at least until I have fed a condor out of my hand.

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Pinnacles National Park

View from Condor Gulch TrailIn 2013, 26,000-acre Pinnacles National Monument graduated to the status of National Park. The park is located a little over two hours south of San Francisco, east of the Salinas Valley. The park is named for the towering rock spires that rise abruptly out of the chaparral-covered Gabilan Mountains.

These rock formations are the remnants of an extinct volcano that erupted 23 million years ago. As the Pacific plate crept northward along the San Andreas Fault, it split a big chunk off from the main body of this volcano and dragged it 200 miles northwest to where Pinnacles is today. Millions of years of weathering and erosion have resulted in the formations you see today.

The rock in Pinnacles is quite unique. It is breccias, a type of sedimentary rock composed of broken angular fragments of minerals or rock cemented together by a fine-grained matrix of smaller particles.

Bear Gulch CaveEarthquake and volcanic activity were also responsible for the Pinnacles’ Balconies and Bear Gulch talus caves, formed when boulders fell into deep, narrow gorges and lodged between the rock walls, forming a roof over the canyon. Today, these caves are home to several species of bats.

The Park is divided by the rock formations into an eastern and a western section with no road connecting the two. The Visitor Center and Campground are located on the east side of the park.

Activities in the park include:

• Hiking the 30 miles of trails
• Rock climbing – however, the volcanic breccias and tuff is weak compared to the granite and basalt rock of other climbing areas
• Exploring the Bear Gulch and Balconies talus caves
• Watching California Condors soar on the thermal drafts over the high peaks section of the park

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Day 1 – Hiking in Hetch Hetchy

Intact Hetch Hetchy BridgeAfter 30 years of visiting Yosemite National Park and having hiked every trail the Valley has to offer and most of those in Tuolumne Meadows as well, it was finally time to explore the often forgotten and rarely visited Hetch Hetchy, in the northwest corner of the park.

This was the place that famed conservationist John Muir thought rivaled Yosemite Valley in grandeur and fought so hard to protect from the politically powerful men in San Francisco that wanted to dam the river and turn its valley into a reservoir. As we all know, Muir lost the good fight and many believe that the loss hastened his death in 1914, a year after a bill was signed to fund the dam project.

Anyone interested in learning more about this controversial battle should definitely attend one of the weekly performances of “Conversation with a Tramp: An Evening with John Muir” given every Wednesday night at the Yosemite Theater (behind the Visitor Center). It is such an unbelievably worthwhile experience. The actor, Lee Stetson, has been playing the role of John Muir since 1983, and trust me, he will keep you mesmerized and totally convinced that you are back in 1913 anxiously waiting with him in his study for the news of Hetch Hetchy’s fate.

Wapama FallsIronically, this part of the park is so much less visited than the Valley that the feeling of solitude and remoteness that surrounds one here is probably much closer to the way John Muir had experienced Yosemite.

The 40-mile drive from the Valley takes about an hour and a half. We took the Big Oak Flat Road north, but rather than turn west onto 120, we continued on Evergreen Road through the Stanislaus National Forest. This was now new territory for us. Since we were no longer officially in the park, there were some privately-run establishments, such as the Evergreen Lodge and Tavern, which I am embarrassed to say, I had no idea even existed. It looked quite quaint and cozy.

At the end of Evergreen Road, we came to the Yosemite entrance station -- that’s right, you actually have to leave Yosemite and re-enter it again to get to Hetch Hetchy.

At the entrance gate, we were extremely disappointed to hear that the 13-mile (RT) trail to Wapama and Rancheria Falls was closed after two miles because the bridges across Wapama Falls had been damaged by the heavy rains of the previous week. These same heavy rains, which had treated us to the most spectacular waterfalls we had seen in 30 years of Yosemite visits, were now going to ruin my day. I guess you can’t have it all. At least we would get to see controversial dam and reservoir, and there always was that quaint little Tavern back at the Evergreen Lodge.

From the entrance gate, we drove another 8 miles along the twisty, narrow Hetch Hetchy Road to the Day Hikers parking area by the O’Shaughnessy Dam. There was no one else here.

Lolo and Hetch HetchyAs we walked across the dam and gazed out across the reservoir (squinting a little to block out the water), we could definitely see how John Muir compared this place to Yosemite Valley. There was even a little El Cap, just to the left of Wapama Falls. Later, we even found a miniature Half Dome. I guess we shouldn’t have been so surprised, as the same forces that formed Yosemite Valley shaped and created this valley as well.

At the end of the dam, we walked through a 500-foot, dark tunnel, before turning right onto the trail to Wapama and Rancheria Falls. In spring time there are usually three waterfalls to see along this trail, but for whatever reason, Tueeulala Falls, at 1 ½ miles, was not running.

We finally came across some fellow hikers – two girls who were turning back because they encountered a black bear on the trail. Oh great. Although I hesitated to continue at first, Herb encouraged me to forge ahead, suggesting we make noise to announce our presence along the way. While Herb chose to taunt the bear with a chant of, “No grizzly,” I more wisely just tooted my whistle every 100 yards or so. We’ll never know whose method worked better, but in either case, we never came across the bear.

As we neared Wapama Falls at about 2.3 miles, we came to the “trail closed” sign we had been warned about. They obviously had placed the sign well before any trail issues, so we decided to just take a little peek around it with the hope of getting a photo of the falls and the damaged bridge.

Rancheria FallsWhen we reached the falls and the series of bridges that crossed it, we were surprised to discover that they were perfectly intact, with the exception of one 6-foot section of railing down on the first one. We have hiked some pretty precarious trails over the years that have truly frightened and humbled me – and I admire the National Parks for giving people the freedom to make their own decisions as to what they can safely handle -- but this one did not seem to be a safety issue at all.

So, rightly or wrongly we continued on, past lovely Wapama Falls, excited that we could now complete the 13-mile hike we had originally planned. For the next 4 miles, the trail traced the reservoir’s edge, often rising high above the water, providing fabulous views of Kolana Rock across the water.

At 6.5 miles, we reached Rancheria Falls, which unlike the free-falling Wapama Falls, is a series of rolling cascades pouring over terraces of polished granite. It was a lovely spot to have lunch before starting the trek back.

Although we usually prefer loop hikes to out-and-backs, hiking in the opposite direction can still provide unique views and vantage points.

I am so glad we finally made the trip up to Hetch Hetchy.

Days 2 and 3 – Rainy Days in the Valley

Rainbow on FallsThe forecast was pretty grim for the next two days, but we were determined to make the best of it. Yesterday had been so beautiful for our hike in Hetch Hetchy – bright sun, blue skies, and mid-70s. But bright blue skies are much less interesting photographically than cloudy, rainy days. At least, that’s what we kept telling ourselves.

Herb loves photographing the Valley, and we probably literally have thousands of photos from our previous visits, but this was the first time we were seeing it draped in fall colors. Herb was so excited that he almost forgot how much he hates damp and cold.

So, we spent two quite fun and rewarding days, driving and hiking to our favorite spots around the Valley, sneaking between the raindrops whenever we could. I only wish I had more to say about it, because it would give Herb space on this page to post more of his wonderful photos.

It gets dark so early in the Valley this time of year, especially on a dreary day, that by 5:30 or so we were back in the motorhome hunkered down for the night. Autumn would be perfect if it wasn’t for these short days, but then again, it’s that low light that gives things that magical glow.

It was Friday night, so we stayed up late (which meant after 9:00) to greet the kids when they arrived for the weekend – always a happy occasion.

Day 4 – Rock Climbing Cookie Cliff

Tommy on Cookie MonsterWell it looked like Andrew, Tommy, and Celeste had brought the sunshine with them, and we woke up to an absolutely stellar day.

As is always the case now when the kids join us on one of our trips, the plan for the day was to squeeze in as much climbing as possible. Andrew had already researched and selected the targeted climbing area for the day, so no time need be wasted pouring over climbing guides in the morning. The forecast for tomorrow was rain again, so they were going to make every minute of daylight today count.

The plan for the day was to drive few miles out of the Valley along El Portal Road to a rock wall called Cookie Cliff, known for containing some of the world’s best crack climbs. Andrew had asked us to scout it out the day before, so that we wouldn’t have to waste any of their precious and limited time in Yosemite trying to find it. We meant well, but because of the rain, Herb and I had only gotten as far as finding the parking lot alongside the road, about a half mile down the canyon from the Cascade Creek Bridge. Scrambling up the wet rocks to find the actual specific climb was just not gonna happen.

Climbing areas are often challenging to find, as they usually do not have well-marked trails, and in many cases, the approach involves scrambling over rocks to its base. Well, this one was of the rock scrambling variety and we managed to use up a little too much energy (I did at least) going a little too far to the right and winding up at the base of Cookie Sheet rather than Cookie Cliff.

Herb attacks the Cookie MonsterRather than going all the way back to the parking area and starting over again, Tommy had us wait while he found a way to traverse across the boulders to the area we really wanted. I didn’t mind, as that turned out to be the only workout I got all day, because the climbs on Cookie Cliff were way over my climbing ability.

Like most physical activities, climbing should involve a warm-up on an easy climb to get the muscles loose and the blood flowing before diving into something really hard. The boys had hoped to start on Outer Limits, a 5.10c classic Yosemite crack climb, before proceeding to their real goal, Cookie Monster, a more difficult 5.12a. However, as is often the case on weekends, climbers were already on their warm-up climb.

The smart thing would have been to wait for their turn on Outer Limits, but Andrew was so anxious to get on Cookie Monster that he just couldn’t wait. We didn’t even know that he was on the climb, as the start was atop a rock pile, not visible from where we were sitting. Celeste was belaying him. It was an extremely strenuous climb, a “pumpfest” in climbers’ terms, and he made it up to the last bolt before falling. He was so spent from his climb that his eyes could hardly focus. I feel bad that we missed his efforts.

When Outer Limits opened up, Tommy led and set up a top rope so that Herb and Celeste could try it as well. It took awhile for Andrew to refocus (literally) and take a go on it himself.

The Cookie Monster was still there with Andrew’s gear 90% of the way to the top. Tommy took advantage of the hard work Andrew had done and managed to complete the climb, setting a top rope up for Herb and Celeste. Andrew, almost fully recovered by this point, made another attempt and was able to complete it.

I pretty much did nothing but photograph their efforts.

Andrew unraveling the Kor ProblemThere was still a little daylight left and the boys (and Celeste) still wanted to climb some more, so we headed back into the Valley to Camp 4, the famous rock climbers’ campground located near the base of Yosemite Falls. Some of the world’s most renowned climbers have used it as their base when climbing in Yosemite.

So important was this site to the climbing community, that when its removal was threatened in the late 1990s, a campaign was started to save it. It worked, and today it is listed on the National Register of Historic Places for "its significant association with the growth and development of rock climbing in the Yosemite Valley during the 'golden years' of pioneer mountaineering.”

So here we were, on hallowed climbing ground. Even if you don’t climb, it’s fun to just walk through this camp and watch the bouldering that goes on here.

Bouldering is quite different from trad and sport climbing, which is done with ropes and gear on a rock wall. Instead, it is done on freestanding boulders, where the routes are generally short. To help cushion the inevitable fall, crash pads are placed on the ground and other climbers (and, in our case, sometimes even climbers’ mothers) spot the person bouldering by standing below with arms outstretched, ready to protect the climber’s head from hitting any rocks off the pad.

Also, bouldering has its own difficulty grading system. Rather than the 5.0 – 5.14 grades used for trad and sport climbing, boulder routes are graded from V0 to V14.

As with selecting the climbing wall for the day, the boys had also scouted out ahead of time a boulder that they wanted to work on – the Kor Problem, a V3 techy face climb on the east side of Camp 4. As far as difficulty, a V3 is about equivalent to a 5.11b trad/sport climb.

Some Midnight Lightning in Camp 4Boulder routes are referred to as boulder problems, because figuring them out and completing them is very much like solving a problem – finding just the right moves and holds and putting the sequence together. Many climbers will work on a difficult boulder problem for weeks or even years. It is often quite elegant and beautiful to watch, and a cause for celebration when achieved.

I am happy to report that Andrew, Tommy, Celeste, and even “Old Man" Herb were able to solve the Kor Problem.

It was quite dark by the time they finished, but as we walked through Camp 4, we noticed that there was a group of climbers with headlamps still working on “Midnight Lightning,” the most famous bouldering problem in the world and an iconic part of the history of Yosemite rock climbing.

It is easily identified by a chalk lightning bolt, which was originally drawn on it in 1978 by John Bachar, the second climber to complete it (Ron Kauk was first). Since that time, the bolt has been erased by those that consider it graffiti and redrawn by those that think it an essential part of the history and spirit of Yosemite climbing. I liked it - it reminded me of a petroglyph.

Happy Valley RunnersMidnight Lightning is a V8 problem, and just to get an idea how difficult it is, this is a description of its crux (the most difficult part of a climb):

“the most difficult move on Midnight lightning is a "spider-monkey” swing 15 feet off the ground. The climber must suspend himself by the fingertips of his left hand, swing around a ledge of rock and propel himself far enough up, about four feet, to grab a precarious fingertip hold with his right hand. To do that he has to create momentum from stillness."

Andrew and Tommy were intrigued – how could they not be. It was such a part of the history of Yosemite Valley climbing.

They were warmly greeted by the climbers already working on the problem-- perhaps due to the crash pads they added to the pile spread out on the ground. They generously offered their headlamps in return. With no delusions of being able to complete it, they took a few shots at it with the rest. For a rock climber, I would have to think it was a thrill just to touch it.

While we were there, someone actually completed it. It was like watching a beautiful, perfectly executed dance. I was glad we were there to see it.

Day 5 – Ahwahnee Brunch and Rain Returns

My AnselAs forecast, we awoke to the pitter patter of rain tapping on our roof. Actually, it was more like a pounding than a tapping. I felt so bad for the drenched tent campers, and ever so grateful for our cozy Lazy Daze.

It has become somewhat of a tradition for us to conclude our family time together in the Valley with Sunday morning brunch at the Ahwahnee -- yes, I refuse to use the name Majestic to refer to this iconic national park lodge and probably never will. The fact that the weather was so miserable made the idea seem all the more inviting.

No matter how many times we go to the Ahwahnee, it never gets old for me. As soon as I step foot in the Grand Lounge, with its rustic wooden-beamed ceiling, floor-to-ceiling windows, and cozy nooks and fireplaces, I immediately relax and the day-to-day concerns of the world outside of Yosemite seem to drift away – even the upcoming election – well almost.

Lolo still wandering around meadowSunday brunch was wonderful as always. As usual, the waiter tried to push the buffet, which at $48 a person is very pricey for breakfast, but instead we asked for the ala carte menu and ordered from there – a much more reasonable, but yet very tasty and ample option. I highly recommend either the French Toast or the Royal Arches Breakfast.

The rain had slowed down a bit and there was even the occasional peek of sunshine, so after breakfast Herb and his camera went for his traditional post-brunch photography walk out behind the Ahwahnee and down to the Merced.

In the meantime, the kids and I set up camp at a table in the back sunroom and spent a pleasant hour playing Hearts. While I almost “shot the Moon” (almost is never a good thing in Hearts), Celeste actually pulled it off, possibly due to her ability to display a much better poker face than the stupid grin I had during my attempt.

Merced and the DomesHerb joined us back in the Lounge looking happier and more enthusiastic than I have ever seen him on a cold, rainy day. Although he had taken this walk dozens of times in the past, the raindrops on the autumn leaves created a whole new visual experience to photograph. He had found a new friend – a little yellow maple leaf that somewhat unintentionally appeared in the foreground of one of his photos that then became his “supermodel.” Fortunately, I am secure enough in our relationship to not mind that there are literally 10 times more pictures of this leaf than there are of me.

Back at the RV the kids packed up and headed back to San Francisco and real life. It was back to being just Herb and me (and probably that damn leaf that he had hidden somewhere).

Day 6 – Running and Photographing around the Valley

Falls X 2It was our last full day in the Valley and it looked like the weather was going to cooperate with us again today. Really strange weather pattern this trip – beautiful sunny days alternating with rainy days the whole week. I guess it was better than a string of rainy days in a row.

We decided to spend our last day, driving around the Valley stopping at and photographing our favorite spots:
• Sentinel Bridge - best view of Half Dome
• Swinging Bridge - great view of Yosemite Falls
• El Cap Meadow - nice sunny spot to look for tiny climbers on the granite monolith
• Valley View – river view with El Cap on the left and Cathedral Rocks on the right
• Wawona Tunnel View - most iconic view of the Valley
• Bridalveil Falls – one of the few falls in the Valley that flows all year
• Cathedral Beach – best river reflections of El Cap
• Yosemite Chapel – cutest little church I have ever seen

Not all time in the Valley is play time. After our photo tour, we addressed the less glamorize side of motorhome life - getting a propane fill at the Yosemite Garage, food shopping at the Village Store for supplies for the remainder of our trip to Pinnacles, and pooping the motorhome (as Herb likes to call it) at the Upper Pines dump station.

Lolo - Oh, and El Cap tooWe were fortunate in our timing at the dump station, however, in that we got to meet a lovely couple, also in a Lazy Daze, who invited us to come over to their motorhome that evening for a glass of wine.

Somehow we hadn’t found time this week to go for a run in the Valley – one of my favorite activities – so we rectified that by going out for a 7.7-mile run along the bike paths and dirt trails of the Valley Loop Trail.

Later that evening, armed with flashlight, headlamps, and a bottle of wine, we wandered over in the pitch black to our new dump station friend’s (Ted and Molly’s) campsite in the North Pines Campground. We had a lovely time sharing Lazy Daze modification tips and travel tales. It’s always fun to meet people along the road. You already start off with so much in common.

Well, another successful Yosemite trip had come to a close, but now that we live so nearby, it’s nice to be able to just more casually say “See you soon!”

Description

Dueling DomesYosemite National Park lies near the eastern border of California in the heart of the Sierra Nevada Mountains. Its spectacular waterfalls, soaring granite cliffs, and lush meadows are just a few of the reasons it is considered by many to be nature’s ultimate masterpiece. In the words of John Muir, “it is surely the brightest and the best of all the Lord has built.”

This description will focus on Yosemite Valley, which is the section of the park we visited. Although the Yosemite Valley is just a small portion of Yosemite’s 761,268 acres, it is part receives 95% of its visitors. In fact, an estimated 4.1 million people visit the Valley each year, making it extremely crowded.

Two one-way roads traverse Yosemite Valley: the east-bound Southside Drive and the west-bound Northside Drive, which wind through woodlands and meadows along the base of the 3,000-foot-high granite cliffs. As of today, cars are still allowed to enter and drive through the valley, but visitors are highly encouraged to park their vehicles and use the park’s free shuttle bus, which stops at the major attractions in the valley.

Virtual Tour of Yosemite Valley Highlights

• As you enter the valley, the first sight you’ll see is the 620-foot Bridalveil Falls flowing down from a hanging valley to the valley floor. From the parking area, a short paved path leads to the base of the falls. This is one of the few falls in Yosemite that does not completely dry up in the summer.
• Just past the Bridalveil Fall parking area, the Southside Drive begins to trace the Merced River. Soon El Capitan comes fully into view. This 3,000 foot high granite cliff is the largest single piece of exposed granite in the world and one of the most famous landmarks in Yosemite. If you look closely, you might see small dots that are actually rock climbers along its face.
• Continuing east on the Southside Drive are two riverside picnic areas and beaches: Cathedral Beach and Sentinel Beach.
• Right after the Sentinel Beach parking area is the trailhead for the 4-Mile trail, which ascends more than 3,200 feet from the valley floor to Glacier Point and one of the most spectacular views of the valley.
• A short distance further is Swinging Bridge, another picnic and swimming area. This area is also the westernmost point of the 8-mile bicycle loop that goes through the eastern part of the valley. From this point on, the bike path parallels the road.
• Next stop is the picturesque tiny Yosemite Chapel where many outdoor enthusiasts choose to exchange wedding vows.
• Now you enter the congested and developed portion of the valley.
• Right past the chapel, you can either take a left onto Sentinel Bridge towards Yosemite Village and the park exit, or you can continue straight towards Curry Village, the campgrounds, and Happy Isles Nature Center. For now, let’s stop at Sentinel Bridge for what is probably the most spectacular Half Dome viewpoint in the park. It’s a great spot for a photograph of Half Dome with the Merced River in the foreground.
• Continuing east on the Southside Drive, you pass Housekeeping Camp and Curry Village. Curry Village has lodging, restaurants, bicycle and raft rentals, a grocery store, and other shops. Curry Village is also one of the main parking areas in the valley.
• From Curry Village you can either take Northside Drive across the Ahwahnee Bridge back to Yosemite Village and the park exit, or continue east to the campgrounds. The Happy Isles Nature Center is also this way, but only shuttle buses are allowed on the road to it.
• The Happy Isles Nature Center features exhibits on the natural history of the park. It also serves as the trailhead for some of the best hikes in Yosemite. 1.5 mile trail leads to the top of Vernal Falls and then continues another 1.5 miles to the top of Nevada Falls (two waterfalls that flow even in the summer time). From there you can continue even further into the backcountry of Yosemite, including the cable route up the back of Half Dome.
• From Curry Village, the Northside Drive crosses the Ahwahnee Meadow, a wonderful spot to gaze at Half Dome during sunset, and enters Yosemite Village, the main center of visitor services in the park. Here you’ll find the park’s main Visitor Center, restaurants, lodging, shops, a grocery store, a post office, a medical clinic, the Ansel Adams Gallery, an Indian Cultural Exhibit and more. It’s also a good place to park your car and jump on the shuttle.
• A short dead end road from Yosemite Village leads to the majestic old Ahwahnee Hotel, which has played host to Queen Elizabeth, President John F. Kennedy, and Clint Eastwood, to name a few. This beautiful six-story rock structure offers tremendous views from every room. Within the hotel is the elegant and quite expensive Ahwahnee Dining Room (jackets required for dinner).
• Back on the Northside Drive heading west from Yosemite Village, the next stop is the Yosemite Falls parking area. At 2,425 feet, Yosemite Falls is the highest waterfall in North America. It is actually three waterfalls in one, with an upper, middle and lower section. A short walk from the parking lot along a paved walk leads to the base of Lower Yosemite Falls. This is the most visited landmark in the valley. Except in summer when the fall temporarily dries up, you’ll be sure to be covered in spray.
• A little further west on the Northside Drive is Yosemite Lodge, which marks the end of the developed area of the park going west.
• Right after Yosemite Lodge is Sunnyside Campground/Camp 4, a place where most rock climbers choose to congregate. From this campground begins the popular and strenuous Yosemite Falls hike, which ascends 2,600 feet from the valley floor to the top of the Upper Falls. The views from the top are incredible.
• Continuing west, there is nothing but woods and meadows from which to enjoy the views. Along the road there are several pullouts where you can stop and walk down to the Merced River for a swim. Just after the El Capitan Bridge, you’ll come to the El Capitan Meadow where you’re sure to find people looking through binoculars at the miniscule rock climbers clinging to the granite face.
• Just to the west of El Capitan, Ribbon Falls plunges over 1,600 feet down to the valley floor. It is the seventh highest waterfall in the world. However, it too dries up in the summer time.
• Finally the road nears the end of the Northside Drive at Valley View where El Capitan, on the left, and Cathedral Rocks, on the right, frame a magnificent valley view.

Several guided bus tours are also available. The 2-hour Valley Floor Tour is a great way to get acclimated. Visitors ride through the valley in an open tram while a guide leads a informative discussion of Yosemite’s history and geology. There are many photo stops along the way. In addition, there are bus tours out of the valley to Glacier Point, the Mariposa Grove of sequoia trees, and Tuolumne Meadows.

Although much of Yosemite can be enjoyed from the comforts of your car or a shuttle, the best way to truly experience Yosemite is do get out and experience it more directly..

Things to do in Yosemite

• Hike one of the many trails around the valley, ranging from an easy walk to the base of Lower Yosemite Falls to the strenuous 16-mile round trip hike up the back of Half Dome via cables
• Take an overnight backpacking trip
• Bike along the 12 miles of bicycle paths that loop through the Valley. Rentals are available at Curry Village and Yosemite Lodge.
• Rock climb in one of the premier climbing places in the world
• Raft down the calm waters of the Merced River through the valley. Rentals are available at Curry Village.
• Swim or tube in the Merced River. Besides the designated beaches, there are many pullouts along the road from which you can walk down to the river.
• Join one of the many ranger walks, which are offered daily
• Take a free art class at the Yosemite Art and Education Center
• Photograph the amazing scenery of the valley and surrounding granite cliffs
• Browse the Ansel Adams Gallery and see some of the photographs that first made Yosemite famous
• Relax in the meadow while gazing up at Half Dome or El Capitan
• Dine at the 5-star Ahwahnee Hotel, where presidents and royalty have stayed

Frosty LeavesAlthough many try to see Yosemite in a day, it is best to devote several days to seeing all the park has to offer. Besides the numerous hotels, lodges, and cabins in the Valley, there are three RV campgrounds: Upper Pines (238 sites), Lower Pines (60 sites), and North Pines (81 sites). That’s less than 400 campsites to accommodate all the people that want to camp here.

Since these campgrounds usually fill-up within the first hour they become available, it is essential to make your reservations as soon as possible. Campground reservations are available in blocks of one month at a time, up to five months in advance, on the 15th of each month at 7 am Pacific time. For example, if your arrival date is July 15 through August 14, the first day you can make reservations is March 15. The National Park Reservation System can be found at www.recreation.gov. Good luck!

Travelogue

New Home sweet new home! It's a whole lot easier ending a great vacation when there is a wonderful new home waiting for us at the end.

Description

Our new home in Santa Rosa

Travelogue

Camp Richardson Beach on Lake TahoeThere are many ways to drive back to Sonoma County from the Eastern Sierras,, but all of them involve a mountain pass of some sort – Tioga Pass, Sonora Pass, Monitor Pass, etc. Although still somewhat exciting, we have found that going north on 395 to Minden, Nevada, and then back south a bit through Luther Pass is the lesser of evils in terms of steepness and lengths of grades – and it has the added benefit of bringing us to South Lake Tahoe.

Our destination in South Lake Tahoe was Camp Richardson, a lakeside resort with RV camping, lodging, a full-service marina, and restaurant on the water. It was quite nice and really in the heart of things.

It was already late afternoon, so we loaded up the cooler with cheese and crackers and wine, and walked the short distance to a lovely beach on Tahoe’s southern shoreline. Before settling in to cocktail hour, I went for a 5 mile run along the paths through the nearby Tallac Historic site, which we had discovered on our visit here last year. As I have mentioned in so many previous posts, I love historical sites, especially those that let you step back in time for a vicarious peek into what life was like in a different time and place.

It was fun running past the beautiful old summer “cottages” built by three socially prominent San Francisco families back in the early 1900s and lovingly preserved by the Tahoe Heritage Foundation and the U. S. Forest Service. On certain days and times, the Baldwin Estate, Pope Estate, and Valhalla are open for public tours.

Tallac Historic SiteI rejoined Herb on the beach where we enjoyed sipping wine and watching sunset over the mountains by Emerald Bay.

After dinner in the RV, I persuaded Herb to go for a walk in the dark through the Tallac Historic site, which we had done last year. Although they are called “estates,” they are actually rustic wooden lake houses with wraparound porches, complete with rocking chairs. And the best part of all is that you are allowed to wander onto the porches, peek in the windows, and even sit in the rockers. I’m surprised that there was no one else doing the same thing. It felt like we owned the place. It was so very cozy and peaceful.

The next morning we drove up to Secret Cove, one of a series of secluded, pristine beaches along Highway 28 on the remote Nevada eastern shore of the lake. It is one of Herb’s favorite beaches, which means a lot coming from a beach aficionado, so we come back to it every time we are in the area.

Along this section of the lake, the highway is way above the lake, so we had to hike down a fairly long, steep path to the beach, lugging our beach chairs, cooler, and tubes. Last time, we didn’t bring our tubes and I was so jealous watching everyone else bobbing happily around in the cove.

Secret Cove on Lake TahoeThis beach really is stunning – boulders scattered about a sandy beach, perfect for tucking behind for privacy or getting out of the wind that picks up every afternoon. And the water is so clear and incredibly deep Tahoe blue. It is a bit chilly though, but there are plenty of rocks and boulders in the cove to climb up on to dry off. The tubes kept us pretty dry as well.

It was a lovely way to spend a summer afternoon.

When we got back at Camp Richardson that evening, we went back down to the beach to watch another beautiful sunset. Perhaps the next time we see this beautiful lake will be from the summit of Heavenly when we venture into our first West Coast downhill skiing.

Description

Baldwin Beach on Lake TahoeI am not even going to attempt to give a full description of what Lake Tahoe has to offer, as we only spent a short time on its southern shore.

However, briefly, Lake Tahoe is one of the highest elevation lakes (6,255 feet high) in the U.S., as well as the second deepest (1,645 feet deep) – Crater Lake is the deepest. It is located along the border between California and Nevada. The four shores of the lake are each quite different. The north is quiet and upscale, the west and east are more rugged and less developed, and the south shore is busy and tacky with neon-lit hotels and casinos. The 72-mile drive around the lake is very scenic.

Lake Tahoe is known for its clear blue and green waters and the panorama of mountains that surround it on all sides. It is a year-round destination with swimming, boating, kayaking, and various other kinds of water sports during the summer; hiking, backpacking, and camping all year round; and tremendous skiing and snowboarding in the winter.

Two interesting nearby sites we did enjoy, include:

Tallac Historic Site

The Tallac Historic Site is comprised of three private estates dating back to the early 1900s, which served as summer retreats for three very socially prominent families from the San Francisco Bay area. In an effort to preserve “Old Tahoe,” the U.S. Forest Service acquired 74 acres, which included the three estates and a quarter mile of lakefront between Emerald Bay and Camp Richardson.

Today the remains of the restored estates attract thousands of visitors interested in recapturing this bygone and significant era in Tahoe’s history. Although the architecture of each is unique from its neighbors, each captures some aspect of the “Old Tahoe” style.

A list of activities and tours is available at the Visitor Center and the Baldwin museum.

Travelogue

Arrival and Travertine Hot Springs

Travertine Hot SpringsThe drive along the Tioga Road east to Mono Lake is dramatically beautiful, with views of Mount Dana and Mount Gibbs, Ellery and Tioga Lakes, and the Lee Vining Canyon along the way. ,I feel bad that Herb, as the one driving the motorhome down this precariously steep and twisty road, doesn’t get to appreciate the scenery. We always breathe a sigh of relief when we Mono Lake comes into view and we know we have reached flatter ground.

Since it was too early to check into our campsite at Mono Vista RV Park, we decided to kill some time at the Visitor Center. I’m glad we did, because a helpful ranger told us about a remote and very unique tufa area that is only accessible by kayak (5 miles each way). In past years we have really enjoyed kayaking to Paoha Island, but we were a week too early. The island is closed each year from April 1 to August 1 to protect the nesting California gulls that leave San Francisco each spring and come here to breed. Maybe it was a good thing, because it would force us to try something new.

Lolo hits Mono LakeBut that was tomorrow’s event, so today after checking in and dropping the motorhome off at the campground, we drove up 395 to Travertine Hot Springs in Bridgeport, our favorite natural hot spring. Being veterans of this spring, we knew enough to pass right by the partially-developed pool at the edge of the parking lot and continue down a short trail to the main pools, which are fed from water trickling over the edge of a colorful, “travertine”-stained rock formation that rises above them. Rock piles separate the water into three separate pools, with water flowing from one pool to the next, decreasing in temperature as it goes along. The rightmost pool, which has stone sides to sit on, is about 105 degrees; the middle pool also has stone sides and is about 100 degrees; and the leftmost pool has a mushy mud bottom and is about 90 degrees. All three pools were empty today, which is unusual, but perhaps the 90+ degree air temperature made the thought of sitting in hot water less appealing.

These are not the only pools to soak in. The whole area around the springs is very active geothermally, so new springs are continuously erupting forming new pools. Herb likes to stake out his own private pool for two, so we walked across the field and found one we hadn’t seen before. It was perfect. Someone had put railroad ties along its edges to sit on, and the bottom wasn’t muddy as many of them are. Also, the views of the mountains and the town of Bridgeport below were lovely.

Landing by remote tufasHerb loves the heat much more than I do, so he was desperately trying to keep me cool so that he could stay longer. Knowing full well that if I was miserable, he would be too, he took a rain umbrella and a bungee cord that he found in our car trunk and managed to fasten it to my beach chair. He is pretty handy, especially when motivated.

It bought him a few hours, which we spent reading, gazing at the scenery, and occasionally soaking. Surprisingly, even 100 degree water has a cooling effect when you get out and it starts to evaporate.

Kayaking on Mono Lake

Today was our day to kayak, and thankfully the weather looked perfect - extremely calm and water like glass. Very fortunate for us, because often the winds on the lake are so strong that kayaking is strongly discouraged. Mornings are usually calmer, with winds picking up in the afternoon, but today the winds were forecast to be calm all day.

Giraffe tufasOur first order of business was getting the kayaks down from the roof of the motorhome where they’re stored – not exactly an easy feat for Herb, and one which won’t be getting any easier as we age. For now, however, it still worked, so we would put off that worry for another day.

After loading our kayaks on the roof of our Subaru, we drove along the bumpy dirt road to Navy Beach on the southern end of the lake to launch our kayaks.

We absolutely love kayaking on Mono Lake. It is such a unique and otherworldly place. Besides being over a million years old, and probably the oldest continuously existing lake in North America, it is 2 ½ times saltier than the ocean and 80 times more alkaline.

The other unique feature of this lake is its mystical “tufa castles” formed when carbonates in the water combined with calcium from freshwater springs feeding into the lake. As the lake levels dropped over the years, these extraordinary-looking knobs, spires, and minarets became exposed. Most of the towers visible in the lake are from 200 to 900 years old and rise as high as 30 feet above the water. The largest concentration of them can be found along the southern shore of the lake at the South Tufa State Reserve, just ½ mile west of Navy Beach.

Sand spit by remote tufasAfter launching our kayaks, we paddled east along the southern shoreline towards the remote tufa area the ranger had told us about yesterday. I much prefer staying near the shoreline than going out across open lake, because even if you aren’t, you feel like you are making progress because of the changing scenery going by. On open water, everything looks the same and you feel like you are standing still.

Herb’s kayak is much faster than mine and he is a much stronger paddler, so I let him go ahead and just moseyed along at my own pace. I started my Strava (app that keeps track of your time and distance for various activities), so that I could monitor my progress. The ranger had told us that the tufa area was 5 miles from Navy Beach, but it turned out to be more than 6, probably because I hugged the shoreline rather than going in a straight line.

Herb was there to greet me when I finally pulled my kayak up on the deserted beach. It was so totally quiet that it felt like we were the only ones left on Earth. Our only companions were the seagulls, who should have been packing up and heading back to San Francisco about now that the breeding season was over.

Lolo exploringOh, and of course, there were the ever present brine flies along the shoreline. It’s fun to walk up to them and watch what looks like black sand rise in a little cloud and then settle back down a few feet away. I spent a little time amusing myself herding them along the shoreline.

When I got tired of playing with the brine flies, we tried to find the fresh water spring and the giraffe-shaped tufas that the ranger had told us about. We found them, or more correctly Herb did, and some other very interesting ones as well.

It really was a very special and unique experience spending an afternoon here. There are not too many places you can go to anymore where you are literally miles from the next human being.

Fortunately, when we were ready to go, the winds were still calm, making our paddle back a pleasant one. All in all, we went 12.7 miles, my longest paddle to date.

Soaking in Travertine Hot Springs again, Exploring Dog Town, and dining at Whoa Nellie’s Deli

Herb fording the river to Dog TownTommy was coming back to join us today, but only as a brief overnight base camp for a backcountry rock climbing adventure in the Sawtooth Range just west of Bridgeport. He and his friend John planned to climb the Incredible Hulk, one of the biggest granite walls in the High Sierra. Just getting to the base of the climb required a 3-hour backpack in.

Since they would be camping out for several days, they needed a wilderness permit from the Bridgeport ranger station, which unfortunately would close before Tommy could get there. That’s why he asked me very nicely last night, whether I could pick the permit up for them since I was already in the area and it was right near Travertine Hot Springs, which he knew we enjoyed.

I didn’t have the heart to tell him that we had already been to the hot springs and had no intention of going there again, so I said, “Sure, no problem.” So, back to the springs we went, which wasn’t exactly too much of a hardship, stopping along the way to get his permit.

Lolo in Dog Town (ghost town)After our soak, on the drive back down 395, we pulled over by an historical marker alongside the highway that we had always been curious about. The sign read, “Dog Town,” and it was the site of the first gold rush on the slope of the Eastern Sierras, which now was just another one of the West’s deserted ghost towns.

Since we had some time to kill before Tommy’s arrival, we decided to try to find it. We had the coordinates for where it was located and could see dirt roads on Google Maps, so we started driving the Subaru down a bumpy dirt road off the highway. It wasn’t long before the road dead ended at a stream, probably the one in which they used to pan for gold, which prevented us from going any further. Undaunted, we parked the car, waded across, and continued on foot.

It was hard to believe there was once a thriving mining camp here, because we almost missed it. All that remained of Dog Town were a few stone foundations and a single gravesite. Still, it was pretty cool to imagine what this place must have been like when it was bustling with hundreds of prospectors.

Dog TownWhat I would really recommend to anyone interested in ghost towns and California’s gold rush history is a visit to nearby Bodie State Historic Park, which we had been to last year. It is the best preserved ghost town in the West and has dozens of buildings and roads that have been preserved in a stated of “arrested decay.” It is definitely well worth a visit.

Tommy met us at the campground late afternoon, very grateful that we had been able to get his wilderness permit. We decided to go out for dinner at our favorite gas station restaurant, Whoa Nellie’s Deli, at the Mobil station near the Yosemite eastern entrance.

Don’t let the fact that it is located in a gas station fool you though, because it has quite an exotic menu and has been written up in Gourmet magazine as a gourmet oasis in what used to be a culinary wasteland. The motorhome was beginning to feel a bit like a culinary wasteland, so I was delighted to be going out on the town.

Tommy’s friend John was driving all the way down from Bend, Oregon and wasn’t expected to arrive in Lee Vining until near closing time at the Deli, so we went on ahead and ordered his food to go. Not only is the food excellent, but the views of Mono Lake from the outdoor picnic tables were phenomenal as well. John finally arrived, very hungry and appreciative for the Lobster Taquitos waiting for him.

Dinner with Tommy at Whoa Nellie DeliBack at the campsite, Tommy and John spend a good deal of time organizing their gear – food, water, camping stuff, climbing gear, etc. It was going to be quite an adventure, and although I tried not to let on, I was a bit nervous – after all, no matter how old he gets or how accomplished he is as a climber, I am still a mother, and it is a mother’s job to worry about her young.

The next morning, they got up at 4:30, so that they could backpack in and still get in a full day of climbing. After going back to sleep for awhile, Herb and I headed out to drive to South Lake Tahoe, the final destination of our trip.

Description

Mono Lake

Sand spit by remote tufasMono Lake is located just off Highway 395 near the town of Lee Vining, California, 13 miles east of Yosemite National Park. Mono Lake is extremely unique. First of all, at over 1 million years of age, it is one of the oldest continuously existing lakes in the continent. Secondly, it is about 2 ½ times as salty as the sea and about 80 times as alkaline. This is because Sierra streams flow into Mono Lake bringing trace amounts of salts and minerals, but the lake has no outlet other than evaporation. As a result, the concentration levels of salts and minerals keeps growing each year. Thirdly, and the main reason Mono Lake is so popular, are the hundreds of spectacular “tufa towers” that rise from the lake. These intriguing calcium-carbonate sculptures were formed beneath the water when carbonates in the water combined with calcium from freshwater springs feeding into the lake. As lake levels dropped, these extraordinary-looking knobs, spires, and minarets became exposed. Most of the towers visible in the lake are from 200 to 900 years old and rise as high as 30 feet above the water.

A good place to start your visit is at the Mono Basin Scenic Area Visitor Center, located just off Highway 395, north of Lee Vining, where you will find exhibits about both the natural and human history of the Mono Basin.

One of the best places to view the tufas is at the Mono Lake Tufa State Reserve along the southern shoreline of the lake. The trailhead for the south tufa castles and Navy Beach is at the edge of the parking lot. During the summer, rangers lead walking tours 3 times a day (10am, 1pm, and 6pm), but if your not lucky enough to catch one of these, there are plenty of informative signboards along the trail. A short walk along the mile-long trail brings you to the strange and fanciful tufa castles at Navy Beach. A swim in the buoyant waters of Mono Lake is a memorable experience, as long as you are willing to step through the millions of harmless alkali flies that line the water’s edge. It’s fun to watch what at first looks like black sand part before you.

Surrounded by volcanic hills, Mono Lake is also a geologist's paradise. The two major islands in the lake are actually volcanic domes. The large black island, which the Kuzedika Indians named Negit, meaning “blue-winged goose,” erupted about 1700 years ago. The white island, which the Native Americans named Paoha, meaning “spirits of the mist,” erupted 250 years ago.

Bird watching and photography are other popular activities at Mono Lake.

Travertine Hot Springs (Bridgeport)

Lolo by Travertine Hot SpringsThere are many natural hot springs in the Sierras, but the Travertine Hot Springs are one of the prettiest and the easiest to get to. They are located just south of the town of Bridgeport along Route 395. To reach the springs, turn onto Jack Sawyer Road, then left again onto a marked, but somewhat rutted, dirt road.

There are several pools at Travertine. Right next to the parking area is a developed pool, which is the hottest of the pools in the area. There were even rugs placed around it to cushion the hard surface.

A short way down the trail are the lower three pools, which are fed from water trickling over the ridge of a colorful rock formation that rises above them. The beautiful tan, cream and rust colors of the rock are the result of a form of limestone, called “travertine” that is deposited by the mineral-laden hot springs. The water flows from one pool to the next decreasing in temperature as it goes along. The first pool is about 105 degrees, while the last, which is the largest and shallowest, is only about 90 degrees.

A little past the main pools there are a few more primitive pools that are much more private. The whole area around the springs is very active geothermally, and new springs are continuously erupting.

There are wonderful views of the Sierras while you bathe in one of its pools, sitting along a rocky ledge or in the mud that lines their bottoms. The mud is slightly sulfuric and soothing to the skin.

The area is designated “clothing optional,” but most people wear bathing suits.

Travelogue

Arrival and an evening walk in the meadow

Tuolumne Meadows with Lembert DomeOn Thursday morning, as planned, we left the Valley and drove the highly scenic, one and a half hour drive along the Tioga Pass Road to our new Yosemite base camp in the Tuolumne Meadows Campground, where we fortunately had managed to get not just one, but two campsites.

Reserving a Yosemite campsite is a very stressful event, as they disappear within minutes of the start of the booking window on Recreation.gov. Herb and I literally train and practice on the website the night before. The National Park Service even devotes a page on their website to tips on how to increase your chances of booking a site:
http://www.recreation.gov/marketing.do?goto=acm/Explore_And_More/explore...

Tuolumne was where the boys really wanted to climb, since the Valley is just too hot in the summer – although they did manage to find some shady walls while they were there last weekend. Temperature decreases about 3.5 degrees Fahrenheit for every 1,000 feet in elevation, so at an altitude of 8,600 feet, Tuolumne is about 15 degrees cooler. That’s also why its season is so short. The Tioga Pass Road usually closes due to snow as early as late October / early November and doesn’t reopen again until Memorial Day.

Lolo in Meadow with Cockscomb in distanceTuolumne also looks and feels a lot different than the Valley. Both have beautiful meadows with rivers running through them, but Tuolumne’s meadow is surrounded by dozens of glacially-carved granite domes rather than the steep, dramatic granite walls that enclose the Valley. It’s also a lot less crowded and, as a result, more peaceful and serene.

Herb and I have been to Tuolumne several times, but for some reason we had never explored the meadow in any depth. For preservation reasons, you are not allowed to just wander aimlessly across the meadow, but must stay on the trail, which is accessible from either across the road from the Visitor Center or from the Lembert Dome parking lot.

We started on the trail by the Visitor Center, and in about a 1/2 mile crossed a footbridge over the river, where we were treated to lovely views of Cathedral Peak, Unicorn Peak, the Cockscomb, and Echo Peaks to the south and Lembert Dome to the north. There was even a fly fisherman wading in the river, making the scene even more idyllic.

Soda SpringsA short distance past the bridge, we turned left towards the Parsons Memorial Lodge, a rustic structure built entirely from local logs and granite by the Sierra Club in 1915. It was named for Edward Taylor Parsons, who was the club’s director for 10 years and heavily involved, along with John Muir, in the unsuccessful fight to save Hetch Hetchy. The Club used it as a meeting house and library.

Today the Lodge is used to hold the Tuolumne Meadows Summer Series of lectures by renowned photographers, writers, musicians, storytellers, and environmentalists. It’s nice to know that it is still being used to inspire visitors to appreciate these wonderful surroundings and to instill a need for stewardship to protect them.

Just above the Lodge stands the old wooden McCauley Cabin, built by John McCauley in 1912. Today it is used to house park personnel. An interesting tie-in between this cabin and the Parsons Lodge is that the founder of the Parsons Lodge Summer Series, Margaret Eissler, lived in the McCauley Cabin for several summers when her parents were caretakers. There is even a picture of her as a little girl standing in front of the cabin with her family.

Lolo playing pioneer near old McCauley CabinThere was another wooden structure behind the McCauley cabin for which I don’t know the history. However, I did have fun climbing the ladder up to its balcony.

We retraced our steps back to the junction for Parsons Lodge and Soda Springs, and continued a short distance to another historic structure - the Soda Springs Cabin, a small log cabin built by John Baptiste Lembert over a bubbling, naturally carbonated spring. A surprising fact is that geologists have no idea how or why the springs formed.

It was here that I learned that Lembert was not just the name of a dome, but of the first white settler in the Tuolumne Meadows, who in 1885 filed a claim for 160 acres. He must have been pretty lonely living out here alone each summer tending his goats. In 1889 he built the structure over the spring to keep the animals out.

Herb and I took turns bending down through the doorway of the cabin to touch the spring water, which was cooler than expected – each of us smacking our heads in the beam over the doorway on our way out. Perhaps Lembert was trying to keep tourists out as well.

Sunset in Tuolumne MeadowBesides playing with his goat herd, Lembert gained fame as a guide and naturalist throughout the Tuolumne region, being the sole resident there in the summer and wintering in a small cabin near Cascade Creek in Yosemite Valley. Tragically, he was murdered in this cabin in 1897, apparently for a small amount of money.

This hike had been so interesting. The only thing I love more than pristine, natural beauty is having some history thrown in. Add a good cocktailing venue along a river to that and you have the makings of a perfect evening.

Receiving our guests and redoing the meadow experience

Herb and I did something we do not normally do in Yosemite – just relaxed and read in our campsite. It’s nice that we have been here so often that we don’t feel compelled to run around like tourists every minute.

Cocktail hour in Tuolumne MeadowAlso, Andrew, Tommy, Celeste, and her parents were arriving later this afternoon, and we wanted to make sure we were there to greet them.

After they arrived and set up their campsites, we packed a cooler with hors d'oeuvres and wine and walked back to the meadow. Herb and I had had such a wonderful experience last night that we wanted to share this beautiful place with them.

Sitting along the river’s edge identifying Cathedral Peak, Unicorn Peak, the Cockscomb, and Lembert Dome was a great orientation to Tuolumne Meadows.

Hiking to Sunrise Lakes, Swimming in Tenaya Lake, Bouldering, and Celebrating Tommy’s Birthday

Normally, the agenda for the day would be climbing, but since Celeste’s parents were along, we decided to do something more inclusive, like a hike.

We chose the Sunrise Lakes hike because it was about the right length (8.5 miles), right level of difficulty (elevation gain of 1,700 feet), and right scenery (three alpine lakes and awesome views).

View along the Sunrise Lakes HikeThis trail also shares the first 3 miles with the trail to Clouds Rest, a truly classic and challenging 14-mile RT hike that is supposed to be one of Yosemite’s best. Today would be a good test to see if my poor blistered feet would be able to handle such a hike later in the week.

The hike begins near Tenaya Lake’s southwest shore. Since this was a Saturday and we were attempting a very popular hike from a very popular destination, the parking lot was already full and cars were parked for quite a distance along the side of Tioga Pass Road. Fortunately, we were able to get a spot not too far from the trailhead.

The trail started out easy, but at about 1.5 miles into the hike, we began to climb quite steeply through a series of switchbacks up a rocky slope, where we gained about 1,000 feet in one mile. Finally, we reached the top of the ridge and came to a trail junction – straight ahead 4.7 miles to Clouds Rest or left to Sunrise Lakes.

I could see that everyone was toying with the idea of forging on to Clouds Rest, but we really had started too late to do another steep 4.7 miles just to get to Clouds Rest and then another 7.2 back to the car. My feet were silently voting no. Everyone decided that we should continue with the original plan of hiking to the lakes.

Swimming in Upper Sunrise LakeBefore making the left, we took a short, unsigned trail to the right for a breathtaking view of Half Dome, Tenaya Canyon, and Yosemite Valley. Thankfully, somebody told us about this spur trail, because missing it would have been a shame. It was by far the best view along the trail.

Back on the main trail, we passed the first of the three lakes in about ½ mile and what we thought was the second in another ½ mile. It looked quite inviting, so we stopped for lunch and a swim.

The lake, which was surrounded by pine trees and granite outcropping was quite pretty, but not nearly as dramatic a setting as Cathedral Lake with Cathedral Peak as a backdrop, which we had hiked to last year.

That didn’t stop the kids from enjoying a refreshing swim out to a rock, submerged just enough under the surface to make it looked like they were walking on water.

On the way back, we found the third lake, which was really the second lake, about a hundred yards off the trail, hidden by trees.

Cairn sculptures in Tenaya LakeThis is an out-and-back trail, so we retraced our steps down the steep, rocky switchbacks back to Tenaya Lake, which with its glacial blue waters and surrounding granite domes, has to be one of the most beautiful lakes in the Sierras.

Our cars were parked just down the road, so we grabbed beach chairs and towels and spent the next two hours perched on a rocky ledge along the shore, where we could gracefully enter the water for a swim.

I don’t know if I would exactly call what we did swimming, because the water was too shallow, but we did wade out to a rocky shoal about 100 yards off the shore, where people had created quite an interesting display of cairns. Since we had brought along our own personal artists (Hilda and Paul were both graduates of the San Francisco Art Institute), we decided to have a go at creating our own. I felt that I could best contribute as a gatherer of rocks while they did the artsy stuff. I wish we had gotten a photo of our handiwork, but it blew down with a big wind before we got back to our cameras on the shore.

Tommy log rolling in Tenaya LakeMeanwhile, Tommy had commandeered a huge log floating across the lake and decided to try his hand at log rolling. In hindsight, one should not attempt this feat for the first time on a log with pointy broken branches sticking out of it. It’s kind of like using flaming torches the first time you try to juggle. When he returned to shore, we applied Neosporin and a bandage to the big scrape he got along the inside of his thigh.

Feeling refreshed and recharged, the kids headed out ahead of us to go bouldering on the Tenaya East Boulders, just a short drive to the eastern end of the lake. They gave us precise directions (including GPS coordinates) to find them later, which turned out to be unnecessary, since we could actually see them from the road.

Herb and I have watched them boulder many times, but I think this was one of the first times that Hilda and Paul saw their tenacious daughter in action. I think they were amazed and rightly proud.

Tenaya LakeWe didn’t stay too late because this was Tommy’s birthday, and we wanted to get back to the campsite early enough for Tommy’s birthday feast – the Ahwahnee Brunch last weekend was just practice. Paul and Hilda are great. Not only did they volunteer to bring the meat (as we had been away from grocery stores for a week), but they selected Tommy’s favorite meal – flank steak (or cow, which he used to call it when he was 4). Needless to say, it was – as are all meals that Paul and Hilda have a hand in -- delicious.

Hiking to the top of Lambert Dome while the kids climb it and meet us at the top

Lembert Dome is the most iconic of Tuolumne’s domes and the one we had been admiring from afar on our evening strolls through the meadow. Today we would pay it proper homage by reaching its summit, which loomed 800-feet above the meadow.

First pitch on Lembert DomeLike most domes, Lembert Dome has a steep face, which rock climbers like to play on, and a gentler, yet still steep, backside that hikers can scramble up. Today, we would split up into two groups. Hilda, Paul, Herb, and I would hike to Dog Lake and then up the backside of the dome, while Andrew, Tommy, and Celeste would take the more vertical approach and rock climb to its summit, where we would meet up for lunch. Family picnics have certainly changed over the years.

Rather than deal with parking, we loaded up our gear for the day and hiked about a mile to the western, steeper side of Lembert Dome, where they would begin their climb up a classic 5.10c route called Direct Northwest Face. We all went up to the base of the climb to watch them get started, before continuing on our hike.

This was a “trad”, rather than a “sport” climb, which was a bit more involved in that rather than having permanently fixed bolts already placed in the rock to clip into, the “lead” climber has to put his own pieces of protection in as he (or she) ascends. That is rather a gross simplification of what is involved, but it’s the general idea.

We watched Tommy lead the first pitch, before setting off on our hike. They told us to take our time, as it would probably take them about 3 to 4 hours to reach the summit.

Back side of Lembert DomeAbout ½ mile after leaving the kids, we came to a trail junction – Dog Lake 0.4 miles straight ahead, backside of Lembert Dome 0.5 miles to the right. Since we had plenty of time to kill, we went towards Dog Lake, another one of the Sierra’s lovely alpine lakes.

Once at the lake, we continued on an obvious path along the western (left) shore, admiring the views of Mount Gibbs and Mount Dana in the distance to the east. The entire walk around the lake was just a little over a mile.

From the lake, we hiked back down to the trail junction we had passed earlier, took a left turn towards Lembert Dome, and after a half mile came to a sign pointing us to the right to ascend the backside of the dome. There is no official path to the top, so you have to figure out your own way up the steep granite slabs.

View from atop Lembert DomeAlthough a little bit intimidating, it was nothing compared to going up the backside of Half Dome. There it is so steep that they have installed cables to hold onto as you ascend. Still even on this dome, your heart does get pumping, and not just from the physical exertion.

When we got to the summit, it was pretty windy, so we found a sheltered area behind a rock and waited for the kids finish the climb. In the meantime, we just sat back and enjoyed the wonderful panoramic view - Cathedral Range to the South, the Sierra crest to the east, and Tuolumne Meadows to the west.

Awaiting our climbersWe soon realized that we weren’t really sure where along the dome their climb ended. The top of the dome is pretty expansive, so Herb and Paul took an exploratory walk along the side they would be coming up to see if they could see them. Not yet. It was still only about 2 ½ hours since they started and they said it would probably take 3 or 4.

Pretty much on time, we spotted Tommy’s blue helmet down below. Soon all three of them came into view. Paul and Hilda had not seen Celeste climb that often, so I think the sight of her climbing towards them, with the ground hundreds of feet below, was pretty exciting for them. It was pretty exciting for me and Herb as well. Although we have watched them climb dozens of times, we had never watched from this vantage point.

Reunited atop Lembert DomeAfter our family picnic, we walked down the steep backside of the dome and back to the campground. It was already late afternoon on Sunday, so the kids packed up and headed back to the city, while the retirees strolled out to the meadow once more to enjoy another incredible sunset.

The next morning, Paul and Hilda headed back home to Sonoma County, and Herb and I continued eastward to Mono Lake.

Description

Deer frolicking in the meadowIn my past Yosemite National Park trip stop descriptions, I have focused on Yosemite Valley. However, this time our foray into Yosemite included a few days in beautiful Tuolumne Meadows along the Tioga Pass Road in the northern part of the park.

Tuolumne Meadows is very different from Yosemite Valley. At an altitude of 8,600 feet, it is high country and therefore, considerably cooler and wetter. As its name implies, Tuolumne is a beautiful sub-alpine meadow along the Tuolumne River, surrounded by rugged snow-covered mountain peaks and glacially-carved granite domes. The rock is porphyritic granite, which has a tendency for exfoliation, resulting in the distinctive dome shapes that are found here.

Atop Lembert DomeHiking and rock climbing are extremely popular in this section of the park and tend to be much less crowded than the Valley. In contrast to the big walls in the Valley, the rock climbing routes on the major domes in the Meadow are shorter.

There are very few services in Tuolumne and the Tioga Pass Road is usually only open from Memorial Day through late October / early November, depending on the snowfall. During the summer (mid-June to mid-September), camping is available at Tuolumne Meadows Campground. It is extremely popular, so reservations are strongly recommended. However, there are also many sites saved as first-come-first-served. There is also a small grocery store, grill, post office, and gas station.