October 5, 2022

Bridalveil Fall

In my last post I wrote about my 91-year-old friend, Barbara. I mention her age because it’s not every day that you have a friend who is a nonagenarian.

Barbara, Marilyn, Peggy

Since Barbara was to be moving out of state soon—and leaving our photo club—our group decided our outing would be a tour of Yosemite Valley and lunch at the Ahwahnee Hotel.

Our first stop was to see Bridalveil Fall. It’s the first grand waterfall you see when entering through the Arch Rock entrance. Typically, it flows all year. That dry autumn, there was just a thread of water falling from its precipice.

Next stop was to see the commanding view of El Capitan towering over trees and everything else.

From there we drove down Southside Drive to the closed Yosemite Chapel.

Yosemite Chapel

Milkweed with Yosemite Falls in the background.

Across from the chapel was a splendid view of Yosemite Falls, which had very little water flowing. Sidetracked by the milkweed, I photographed that instead of the falls. Milkweed is necessary for the survival of monarch butterflies. No milkweed, no monarchs.

We continued the drive around the Valley to the Ahwahnee Hotel. In the hotel, we walked through the themed rooms and photographed things that caught our eye. At lunchtime, we all had a bowl of hot chili and corn bread and shared a sweet dessert.

Looking down to the Great Room.

Ironwork

The Sweet Shop.

Our last stop was at El Capitan Meadow. We stood in the meadow and watched the dare devils climb El Capitan’s granite walls. Crazy!

Peggy and Barbara at El Capitan Meadow with Cathedral Rocks in the background.

We all enjoyed Barbara’s last tour of Yosemite. I understand that her move to Arizona is a good decision, but I will miss my chum.

Peggy, me, Marilyn, Barbara. Photo credit: Peggy

Until next time…happy shooting.