Our first trip in the FJ was to Yosemite National Park Ca. 4th of July weekend. Yosemite is about 5 1/2 hours from Las Vegas and well worth the drive. The hotel we stayed at, was actually in Mammoth Lakes Ca. around 60 miles east of Yosemite. This park by far is the most beautiful place we have ventured since we started our Ruin Running.
We entered Yosemite through the east gate on the Tioga pass road State route 120. Greeted by lush green meadow with a crystal clear river running through it's center. The road surrounded by dense forest and towering mountain sides almost took my breath away. Huge granite domes rose above the tree lines to our right and to our left the road followed the river. We stopped at Tuolumne meadows to take some pictures and let the dogs stretch their legs. Before we had the dogs out of the FJ, we were informed by a very polite park ranger that we could not take the dogs on to most of the parks trails. He apologized and stated, " Unfortunately Yosemite is not very dog friendly." We learned this was do to the liability created from past pet interaction with both bears and other park wildlife. We were however able to walk them within 50 feet of the road as long as they were leashed.
Back on the road, we headed to Yosemite Valley as the scenery seemed to become even more beautiful. We noticed some smoke on the horizon and then some signs stating that, a controlled burn was in progress. The traffic soon backed up and came to a complete stop, as the Forest Department fire fighters narrowed the two lane road to just one lane. While we waited for the opposing cars to pass, we sat parked only a few feet from the actual fires.
Upon entering Yosemite Valley we had a wonderful view of El Capitan, Yosemite Falls and Half Dome. It was the perfect time of the year to view Yosemite Falls, it normally slows down it's flow in August. The lighting in the valley was remarkable, do to the smoke from the near by fire. I took some photos of the reddish glow of sun light shimmering down through the trees. The sound of the river, the falls and the beams of amber light made for a serene setting.
We then set out for Mariposa Grove, home to the Giant Sequoias, at the southern most point of Yosemite Park. These trees were unbelievable and dwarfed the surrounding pines by hundreds of feet. I was looking forward to driving through one of the Sequoias, which had a tunnel carved into it's trunk. Unfortunately this mighty giant had fallen and just laid upon the ground, only to be remembered in old photos and post cards. While here we watched a trophy Buck and it's Doe forge for food , just a short distance from the parking lot.
The sun slowly began to set, so we began our journey back through the park. We had truly hoped to see a bear or two, but it was not to be. On one back road Jen thought she heard a bear, I didn't have the heart to tell her, I had gas. We made our way up and down the winding roads, stopping to take some photos of the numerous mountain lakes. As we approached the east gate, herds of deer gathered in the meadows, drinking from the streams and rivers.
