Anyways, now that we live so close to it (around 25 miles away) we decided that while we were all on holiday, we’d go and visit. The plan was to leave early in the morning after we had fed and walked the puppies, but my dad, being my dad, was late. In fact, he is unfailingly late to everything. So we didn’t get out of the house until around 3:00 PM. When we got there, we only had about an hour to an hour and a half before sundown, so we only got to see a couple of sites, but they were absolutely breathtaking.
We drove up to El Capitan and got some really good pictures of the sun streaming its golden, setting rays onto the majestic granite wall. Not to mention the half a foot to one foot of snow that blanketed the entire park. I noticed a trail that said it led to Bridalveil Falls, an attraction that, Emily, my sister, had really wanted to see. It was a bit of a hike, but nothing too treacherous (unless you count the slick, icy road we had to walk on); about a half mile. One time, Emily even slipped and landed right on her bum. I wish I could say that I didn’t laugh, but then I’d be a liar. Karma got me though; just a few moments later I nearly face planted and I certainly gave my mom a heart attack.
There were three stone bridges that I wish I had gotten pictures of, but whenever an opportunistic view of them appeared, they were being blocked by trees. When we got to the top, I could feel the mist hitting my face. The wind whipped around me and there was a beautiful, majestic waterfall coursing down right in front of me in the winter wonderland. I never understood what the huge about Yosemite was until that moment.
After snapping a few photos, my family and I trekked back down, but before we could get anywhere far, a fox came trotting up in front of us. And when I say in front, I mean at most fifteen feet away. He walked right up next to us and then continued on its quest to find food (at least that’s what I assumed he was doing).
Just a few seconds later, my mom and I were goofing around and my sister and dad were lagging behind when suddenly……BOOOOOM!!! It echoed across the mountains and reverberated in my chest. What it was, I still don’t know. It sounded like maybe it was ice breaking, or maybe rock, or maybe it was thunder? All I know is, I couldn’t hightail it out of there fast enough.
I think the thing I liked the most, though, was this amazing tree that was growing crookedly. It went up for a bit, then jutted out straight, curved around and then continued growing up. (This may get a little cheesy, so bear with me.) I thought it was very profound, like a metaphor for life. You start out on the path you think is correct, but then before you know it, it’s twisting and turning and throwing curveballs, but eventually you make it to where you need to be.
Julia E. Flowers