Yosemite 2011 part 3

Finally coming face-to-face with the inevitable, we went back to our tent on our last morning. We found everything basically as it was--soaked but generally recognizable. We picnicked, laid out all the wet sleeping bags and tents in the sun [sun!], and packed up everything. We were back out and ready to party by noon.

We first hiked to Chilnualna Falls near Wawona.


Little just stood there looking at the falls like this for a minute or so. What was she thinking? Praying to the water god?


Little and Littler both scrambled up some boulders to get up right next to the falls. It was fun but a bit scary for both of them.


Littler, in a very common combination, is proud of herself, happy, and sporting a big fat tear on her cheek.




The Littles found a nice slab of granite next to the falls to use as a slide. They had to squirm side-to-side just to move, but this entertained them for quite a while. If A[u]nt Chisnap feels like there are not enough picture of her, notice the foot in the corner:








This was Little's reaction when I told her that A[u]nt Chisnap was going to stay with us for a couple days even after we drove home from Yosemite.


We went to Mariposa grove [sequoias the size of Littler's attitude] and hiked a couple miles to see some big trees. Over the course of the hike, several sequoias grew over 10 feet and four collapsed from old age. Several floods swept the area and dramatically rearranged the local geography. California detached from the North American continent. The colonies around Proxima Centauri revolted. The Milky Way collided with the Andromeda galaxy. The sun exploded and engulfed the earth [finally drying us out]. This is how slow Littler walks when she is being stubborn [this is not a trait she got from Daddy. Just sayin!]


But she is super cute!


We ran across the Tahlbows, a momentary spasm of ecstasy in the middle of an infinite and frustrating day for Littler.


Littler and one of her very best friends, Lukey.


We saw some big trees then went home, Mommy and Daddy are dreaming and scheming about the backcountry, Little monologuing at A[u]nt Chisnap without breath, Littler blessedly napping and Bud being Bud. Thanks to the Tahlbows, Barches and A[u]nt Chisnap for a fun trip!