From the Pacific coast, we decided to drive to Yosemite National Park. They had a big snowstorm a few days before we got there, but we had been assured that as long as we had a 4 WD and chains we would be fine. Our rental had the 4 WD, and we stopped and bought some chains, which we ended up never using. The roads had all been plowed, and the snow was several feet deep. There was still a lot of snow on the trees and it was like a fairyland. When we drove to the park, we went for a long ways through some national forest, with only a few very small towns, climbing steadily all the way. Then you descend into an incredibly beautiful valley. I've wondered since then, what the first humans there thought.

Bridal Veil falls. This was a short trail and had been cleared. Steve kept saying, that water had to come from somewhere. There's a whole other mountain range behind this one.

I think this was my favorite picture of the whole trip. We were driving to the ski area to go snowshoeing, and I happended to turn back and said to Steve--You have to pull over and see this--El Capitan in the foreground, with Half Dome in the background.