After we got our camp taken down, we started off to go through Yosemite again. We went back down the Tioga Pass road, through a small chunk of the Yosemite Valley, and west toward Wawona/Fresno. We made the requisite stop at Tunnel View. The light was horrible, but Scott did take a picture out of respect for Ansel. It was a beautiful view, but the light wasn’t good. The one thing we did notice was how little water was coming down the waterfalls. What had been raging falls in May were now just a trickle. It was shocking! Yosemite is much more interesting in April, May, and early June. Scott thinks that we hit it about right this year.
We continued along the road and came to Washburn Point. It shows you a view of Half Dome. You are also able to see Vernal and Nevada falls as well as the infamous Mist Trail from a distance. We noticed that if you hiked the Mist Trail would not get as wet as we did when we went earlier.
We went a little further down to the end of the road and finished at Glacier Point. This point is a point that has a few little trails on top of the mountain where you can basically see all the valley and most of the waterfalls. It was awesome to see everything from above.
We then took the scenic handicap trail back to the car at Milo’s request. By this point, Milo was getting tired. When we got to the end of this part of the trail, Milo told us that we wanted to go left back the way we came. Scott told him that we needed to go right down San Antonio (the trail the way we needed to go). Milo accepted that and we headed back to the car. We thought it was hilarious that Milo thought the trail was named San Antonio.
Clarification from Scott: The reason that the whole “San Antonio” experience is funny is this. Often when we get in the car to go on Saturday and Milo asks for a map. He opens it and tells us where we are going. He usually points out a park or something similar. When we ask how to get there he says, “left, right, San Antonio.” We are walking along the trail, Milo is clearly very tired, and his parents are getting tired of his irrational demands and attitude. We are almost back to the parking lot and he decides to be stubborn and head the wrong direction. We finally get him stopped, and he is dead set on going the wrong direction. Dad takes a moment to think and decides to use Milo’s own phrase to his advantage. He doubts it will work, but at this stage we are ready to try anything. I tell him, “Milo that way is left we need to turn right and head down San Antonio, right?” He thinks for a moment, says, “Yes” and off he goes. Monica and I look at each other with big fat grins. Once we get to the parking area we decide it is safe enough to laugh and talk about it. We had a good laugh!!!
After driving back down into the Valley and a short stop to see Bridal Veil Fall, we began our drive home. It wasn’t too bad of a drive home, until we ran into a traffic jam on a small road near Chinese Camp. There were so many people who were turning around. Scott started looking at the maps for possible detours. He found one that didn’t seem too far out of the way and we’d bypass it all. We started that way. We got onto a fairly big road and we were suppose to drive straight through Modesto. Well, either it wasn’t clearly signed which way we were suppose to go or we missed the sign, because we ended up on a different road. We continued on and after a few minutes got on the right road. After we got onto the freeway, we yet again ran into traffic as we were coming into Oakland. It always seems to slow through there, either that or it is the time of the day. Anyway, we did get home safe and sound and we didn’t hit too many delays. It was a great trip to Yosemite.