Bill had never been to Yosemite, so back in April we planned a trip there for late October. But when the time arrived and we headed out, so did a big storm that dropped snow in the Sierra.
We attempted to venture to Sequoia and King's Canyon, but were turned back when we tried to claim our reservations there.
OK, so Plan B - we turned around, got lost in Fresno (not fun), and stayed overnight near the Yosemite south entrance, thinking that once the storm passed and the sun appeared, we could enter the park. Yes, the storm passed, and yes, the sun appeared. But unless we were willing to carry chains or lie about having them, we couldn't enter.
We considered our options and decided to bag the planned vacation and instead go to my favorite spot on the coast - Morro Bay.
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Bill and Raven in front of Morro Rock and Pacific Ocean
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En route, we saw lots of produce in the San Juaquin Valley, and my idea of CA - the golden rolling hills, spotted with oaks.
No, it wasn't the vacation that we had planned, but it was a great trip. And great to be back home.