Yosemite is as close as I get to having a spiritual feeling, anymore. It's a very special place to me for many reasons; not least of which that I used to climb there frequently. Despite my health, it was an amazing day. I got three of the four possums climbing. P3, Gracie-LouWho, is a natural. She's just turned five and, as you can tell from the pics, she was like a spider. She zoomed up the boulder we had chose for the kids to try out. It was, at peak, about twenty-five feet and she free-climbed it. What's impressive is that the slope was a good seventy-five to eighty degrees and all of the kids scaled it like it was no challenge at all. I need to get this lupus stuff under control so we can pursue this as a family. That's all there is to it.
As you'll see in the pictures, we also got some spectacular pics of Half Dome with a full moon rising. The park was virtually empty. So, we got to take our time and chill. I did push myself, and paid for it, by doing a mile-and-change long, steep trail. I wanted to see what they could do. They did better than I did. The elevation was at 4,200 feet at the trail head and 4,800 feet (maybe) by the time we turned around. My lupus flared like crazy and my chest started feeling tight, so we decided to turn around. I should've taken a wheelchair.
Anywho...I thought you guys might like to see some pics. Ginny will like them. I'm totally beat. On top of the time in the park, we spent seven hours in the car. My FIL and I had some cool discussions about religion and politics. I'll share more about that later. And, to Caron (if she reads this), I have more pics of D&K that I'll e-mail to you guys later. They did really well and K's knee didn't seem to bother her too bad. D was awestruck by the Yosemite Valley.
HAPPY TURKEY DAY to the Yanks on my reader rolls and .... Happy Nov.22 to those who are from other places.
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