Mt Rainier is somewhere ahead.
The road winds past blueberry farms, cattle and horses, lumber piles.
Lots of sawn logs and mills. Moss covers the tree trunks and house roofs.
Maybe we’ll see the sun, in bits and pieces, today.
The forest is thick and lush.
The trees tower overhead.
The higher we drive on the Park, the more snow we see until we reach Paradise.
It’s piled ten feet deep and started to snow as we stop in the parking area. There’s no electric power because of the utility repairs.
We’re in the clouds and can’t see Mt Rainier.
Maybe we’ll see it from the highway tomorrow.
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I had to remind myself that Yosemite wasn’t the object of our trip, but a bonus.
It’s raining this morning and 42 degrees.
With snow predicted for tonight we have a debate about leaving. We talked to the volunteers at th ranger station and they claim it will be above 6 thousand fee, and the camp-ground is four.
Bill says let’s try the roads. He doesn’t mind driving in the rain. So. We head out for Bridal-veil Falls first and the
Wamona tunnel first. We’re half-way to Yosemite Valley and it is snowing. What to do?
We visited Bridal-veil Falls, walked to the base in the rain, Yosemite Village with its odd traffic pattern,
El Capitain and looked up into the rain to see the top, Yosemite Falls from the road turn-off and turned up Route 120.
Oops. Big mistake. We got turned back by the Park Rangers because we needed chains to get through the building snow. Taking 140 West to exit the park.
I hope you forgive me for jumping around. With the internet a strange and unusual unreliable, I’m hopping to today. I’ll jump back I promise.
Lassen Volcanic National Park is forty miles from the campground.
Not too far to drive, so here we go.
It gets colder as we travel the narrow winding road up over five thousand feet into the snow-clad forest. Aspen, Ponderosa Pine, and Redwoods crowd the road.
I’d say over four inches of snow fell last night.
The roads further in the park are closed, but we see the Devastated area.
A horrendous explosion on May 19, 1914 blew the side off the mountain. The damage is clear even a hundred years later.