Once we got into the park, it was clear sailing down to Yosemite Valley. We passed a couple places for photo's and I was actually able to find a place to park and took the following two shots.
Both are the Merced River, but no fishing here.
|Apparently dry in the Summer.|
|No fishing here either.|
Sorry about the focus in the next picture, amateur camera operator
As I mentioned above, once inside the park it was clear sailing all the way down (if I remember correctly about 20 miles) to the valley until you hit the one way street. Then the driving door slammed shut and we were once again bumper to bumper with no way to turn around.
THEN, it went from two lanes to one lane for cars and one lane for buses only with some Park Ranger standing in the middle of the road (won't that slow down traffic) yelling at all the cars to stay in the left lane as if we couldn't read the sign. But there are always those that apparently can't read. Fine for driving in the bus lane - $175.00.
Finally after 15 hours of driving in the valley, OK maybe only one, but it seemed like 15, we got to a point where we could turn around and head back. No sense in fighting that traffic any longer. Found out later that Saturday is the worst day to visit the park. No Duh!
Come back tomorrow for "I Wanted To fish Where Oprah Fished, Yosemite Part 3" and I promise fishing.
See you then.
Yes, I'm going to drag this out as long as I can.