Back in the day before I really dove into the national park world, I had a vague understand what the parks were, knew there were a bunch in the middle of the country, and that Teddy Roosevelt was involved somehow. But when I thought about national parks, I thought of the 2 parks that both had weird Y names: Yosemite and Yellowstone.
I’m not sure if that’s how everyone feels, but to me – those 2 were the iconic parks, without knowing anything about them.
Specifically Yosemite – what the eff was this park and why was its name so strange and hard to pronounce? But then of course I became obsessed with the National Park Service and the park system and all of its beautiful locations, and I planned and continue to plan to go to a park in any trip/opportunity I can. And I learned how absolutely INSANELY pretty Yosemite is.
So obviously, when a few friends and I planned a weekend trip to San Francisco in May, I had to figure out how to get to a national park during the trip. And with Yosemite about 3.5 hours away, the plans were SET. I rented a car, booked a campsite IN Yosemite Valley, and researched some hikes. So ya. Finally went to one of the big Y parks I always knew about.
Behold the beauty of Yosemite National Park.
My pictures obviously do not do justice to the park whatsoever. But I tried my darnedest, so I hope you enjoy. All of my time was spent in Yosemite Valley, because I was only in the park for about 2 days. But Yosemite, you’re a great place. I can’t wait to come back and explore more.
But first I gotta get to the other Y park! Yellowstone, I’m coming for ya someday soon.