Dear Friends,
Maybe you’ve been to Yosemite. Surely you’ve seen the photos. Now I’ve been there too, with my own photos to prove it. Even though it’s only four hours away, I didn’t want to go. I was scared to drive up the mountains — petrified of the drop at the edge of the road. I'm used to Florida’s straight, flat ways; I thought I might get around to driving on a slant someday, just not yet.
But my visiting Tallahassee friends Lori and Andie insisted. They wouldn’t let me say no: they would go and I would drive ... Eeeek!
I feel Clark’s presence at the oddest moments, and he was there Monday morning, as I was driving my friends into the hills and California Route 120 started to rise. I felt Clark’s arm around my shoulder and I began driving like he would — confidently, with my eyes on the road and absolutely NOT glancing over the edge. And surprise! We made it to the top.
The park is stupendous, awe-inspiring, welcoming. If you’re into rock climbing, this is the place. Actually, come here if you love anything about rocks. (It’s also very crowded.) I can’t wait to return.
Love,
k
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| Our tram guide is a geologist |
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| Visitors created these rock towers |
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