Yosemite 2021

[Drunk Monk]

The Dee-em-Dee-em-tee-em was prophecy. I thought I was going to die on the first two days. Brutal ascents under brutal sun in full pack and I’m so feckin out of shape, plus my Rx changed just prior to the pandemic and that plus the altitude was making my head spin. Greg nearly had to make that travois.

But then Greg and I became bear brothers - NOT SF bears, Yeti. Real Cali bears. 

Then there was the quake and the mighty stag.

Driving home now... more to come...