Day 10 & 11 Yo-Sum-Ite

We had been cracking ourselves up all day mispronouncing Yosemite, Yo-Sum -Ite. We thought it would make a good SNL skit or Weird Al video to have a rapper named Yo-Sum-Ite, kicking sick beats about conservation and growing up in the hills of Yosemite National Park. We tried in vain to freestyle the lyrics on the way to the park. If we could get three words to rhyme we were doing good.

The drive to Yosemite was pretty. The California hills are golden and pocked with fruit orchards. The highway medians are lined with flowering oleander bushes. Cali was experiencing a heat wave, a gut punch to Texans fleeing West for milder climates. We stopped at local fruit stands. We had two nights booked at the Yosemite Pines RV resort in Groveland, Ca. It is only 20 miles from the park, but the mountain roads make it slow going.

Yosemite park was by far the most impressive spectacle of nature we have ever seen, not like the Grand Canyon, which was so massive your mind went numb.  We ate lunch in a gorgeous meadow in the shadow of El Capitan, watched a bear run a picnicking family off a beach, and drove to Glacier Point. Do not miss Glacier Point, it was well worth the drive. If you are short on time, and can't snag a spot inside the park, make sure to enter from the west. The major points of interest are located here.

We took a break from RV food and went to the historic Iron Door Saloon for dinner. We had a jukebox war, to see who's song would inspire a reaction from the patrons. It was a tie between my selection of Tennessee Whiskey and the college son with In Hell I'll be in Good Company by the Dead South. The older son wanted to hide under the table when his little brother selected Driver's License. We took an evening stroll around Groveland. My youngest and I found a geocache. My older son and wife act like they don't know us, when we are geocaching.