Apparently Yosemite in the summertime is a pretty popular interest among Americans (and the rest of the world for that matter).  And wow, do I understand!  After spending 3-4 hours just trying to secure a place to lay our heads, we were fairly certain we would have to nix the plan.  But luck came through and we landed in a nice little shack (if you could even call it that) in Yosemite Valley.  Best decision ever.

This place was the most stunning collection of nature’s magic I have ever seen.  From waterfalls and rushing rapids to monoliths and mountains, my jaw was constantly in the dropped position.  And you can see why…

Can I go back yet?