Sunday, November 30, 2008

November 30 - Finished

Finished, it's finished, nearly finished, it must be nearly finished.


Grain upon grain, one by one, and one day, suddenly, there's a heap, a little heap, the impossible heap.


... O.K., so it's only the end of the weekend and the end of the month finishing, plus a third orchestrated page of Samson and Delilah: V. Disorientation (more good-lookin' cookin'),

a rodent requiem,

and various absurd errands delayed for a couple of years -- some successful,

some not.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

November 29 - Nada, Nada, Nada

Zero today. Zilch. Zip. Except debriefing from the trip (reviewing relevant resources), catching up on the news from as far back as Monday (archly received a half-a-weeks worth windfall of NYT's and

a Modesto Bee at a

Starbucks in Lodi as we were heading out Thursday),

and orchestrating a second page of Samson and Delilah: V. Disorientation (barbecue, anyone?).

Friday, November 28, 2008

November 28 - Yosemite See

Breakfast at the Groveland Hotel, then break fast for Yosemite, via Big Oak Flat Road and the first lookout (where years ago I ran into an old trumpet playing student -- no such luck this time, but luck aplenty nonetheless, including a sky that has cleared to virtually pristine from mere sunbreaks), with El Capitan and Sentinel Rock framing Half Dome.

A second vantage point yields a view straight up the Merced to Bridalveil Fall, Cathedral Rocks, Leaning Tower (latter two respectively to the east/left and west/right) and Sentinel Dome (extreme left horizon).

Dropping into the Valley, El Capitan and

Bridalveil et al loom above the dark forest, to the north and south.

Serendipidously, we snake up to (Wawona) Tunnel

View for a classic Ansel Adams vantage

(including El Capitan, Cloud's Rest, Half Dome,

Sentinel Rock and Dome, Cathedral Rocks, Bridalveil Fall, and Leaning Tower)

before heading back down to the Bridalveil Trailhead.

Onward to Cathedral Beach, for another perspective on Capitan, plus

Three Brothers (the highest a.k.a. Eagle Peak), all of these to the north, with

Sentinel Rock south.

Sentinel is also the next Beach, revealing Yosemite Falls

and a vertical view of the Rock.

At Leidig Meadow, North Dome and Royal Arches come into view, and

we soon reach Curry Village, with Half Dome rising in the shadows.

The furthest extents today (and these days, any day in an auto) areHappy Isles Trailhead and Yosemite Stables, the latter revealing Washington Column, to the east (right) of North Dome and Royal Arches.

A brief walk into the woods of Tenaya Canyon recalls earlier adventures in the Quarter Dome and Half Dome environs,

then it's west to Stoneman Meadow with Yosemite Falls ahead,

and the bright gates of Tenaya (WC and HD, above shadowy deciduous and evergreens) behind.

Slightly nearing the Falls at Ahwahnee Meadow,

we make a beeline for the Gilbert-Stanley-Underhill-designed Inn,

miraculously finding the second-closest parking space directly west of the porte-cochere,

to take in the view past the lobby,

and settle in for a spell in the Great Room

interior --

specifically, the west-facing (and, of course, themed) Mural Room (considerably cozier, darker, and furniturier than pictured here).

The return includes a quick loop through the Yosemite Lodge area (virtually at the foot of the Falls), but the road past El Capitan is closed,

so we circle back over Sentinel Bridge, with one last signature look at Half Dome,

then watch the light fading past the Rock,

the Cap, and

Cathedral Rocks.

Down the Merced River Canyon we go on Route 140,

out of the Park, past beautiful, little-known prominences,

with ominous sky-cover moving in,

towards the realm of digger pine, chaparral, and grassland,

to the Ferguson Slide 15-Minute (delay) Bridge --

the rocks and

vegetation, here and most everywhere, waiting far longer.

Eventually the wait ends, and we take the detour on the other side of the river (this temporary -- but by now a couple of years old -- paving of the old railroad bed)

around the rock


recrossing the Merced,

heading past burned vegetation,

leaving the canyon for

the inclines around Midpines and Mariposa,

to scattered oaks in the clearing sky beyond Catheys Valley, petrol at $1.75/gal in Livingston (or so we presume...), and

home, where there's time to start the orchestration of Samson and Delilah: V. Disorientation very late (inspiration from Igor Stravinsky's Concerto for Piano and Winds -- and perhaps barbecue, above)