|The Clampetts. All we were missing was Granny in her rocker!|
|Auntie Kristina (or Nina as Saraa says) with Saraa|
It was a little chilly and we noticed some patches of snow, but we are consummate optimists. Who could be disappointed that the weather was a few degrees chillier than expected when you see views like this?!
Good Friday. Morning hike.
|The Tribe, on a short hike to see Bridalveil Falls.|
|The Kims and The Juns|
|I always suspected that my kids were cavemen. |
I suspect it every day at dinner as I try to drill in some table manners.
And then we hiked in the rain. The good part of that was that the trails were not too crowded. :-) Every time we passed a happy-go-lucky group riding bikes or hiking without proper jackets, they were not speaking English or were speaking English with a European accent! I'm sure all the Californians were hiding in the coffee shop wondering what all that wet stuff coming from the sky was.
|Everyone needs a BFF.|
On the drive back to our campsite (which was about 40 minutes from Yosemite Village) it started to snow. Yes, snow. What were we to do for dinner? Gana with great foresight had brought along an extension ladder. (Seriously!) And Jordan, with great foresight, had brought along an extra large tarp. Thank the Lord for Harbor Freight.
And so between two engineers, a carpenter and a businessman, they devised a covering that kept our campfire and food completely dry. I love men.
|David Knifton, the engineer and Robert Fukui the businessman. |
Men of many talents.
Our kids, however, started making declarations. Saturday the weather was going to be beautiful.
We awoke to sun! Beautiful sun! So, we hopped on our bikes and went for a ride! (Yes, even the pregnant lady!)
It was Junior Ranger Day. So there were activities for the kids--and they earned their Junior Ranger badges.
A picnic lunch along with the birds and critters.
The fire rangers were there, letting the kids (and those who are kids at heart) try on their gear and use the fire hose.
|Gana is one sexy fireman.|
|Robert Fukui, lookin' tough!|
|I'm the one in the yellow rain jacket.|
|No Belgee did not wet his pants. He was sitting in the snow!|
|What the men fondly called "The Frig."|
Yes, it was cold and a bit rainy. But, I don't think I'm seeing things through rose-colored glasses when I say it was a fantastic weekend!
I'm seeing the world through purple plastic Easter eggs.