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==Gavin's diary—4.20pm 12th April 2007, Curry Village, Yosemite NP== | ==Gavin's diary—4.20pm 12th April 2007, Curry Village, Yosemite NP== | ||
| + | It was raining when we arrived at the campsite last night, so we erected a marquee over the cooking tables. James took to his sleeping bag almost right away, missing dinner and then breakfast. The others realised he was down, and some tried to raise his mood. He said he wanted to go home, but I think it dawned on him how difficult that would be. Fortunately he got in the bus with us to Yosemite Valley. | ||
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| + | We started our sojourn in the Ahwahnee, which only yesterday I had assumed I was unlikely ever to visit again. We had a couple of their pricey hot chocolates and James thawed a little. We walked to lunch at the Yosemite Vilage Grill for a burger and fries, and James thawed a little more. When I suggested we visit the Ansel Adams gallery, he said he'd rather walk than look at art. | ||
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| + | We walked through beautiful and largely flat country to Mirror Lake, then round to Curry Village, where we had pre-arranged to meet the others over a pizza. I bought a couple of cheap sleeping mats to make the nights a little more comfortable for the two of us. | ||
Revision as of 20:09, 27 April 2007
Gavin's diary—4.20pm 12th April 2007, Curry Village, Yosemite NP
It was raining when we arrived at the campsite last night, so we erected a marquee over the cooking tables. James took to his sleeping bag almost right away, missing dinner and then breakfast. The others realised he was down, and some tried to raise his mood. He said he wanted to go home, but I think it dawned on him how difficult that would be. Fortunately he got in the bus with us to Yosemite Valley.
We started our sojourn in the Ahwahnee, which only yesterday I had assumed I was unlikely ever to visit again. We had a couple of their pricey hot chocolates and James thawed a little. We walked to lunch at the Yosemite Vilage Grill for a burger and fries, and James thawed a little more. When I suggested we visit the Ansel Adams gallery, he said he'd rather walk than look at art.
We walked through beautiful and largely flat country to Mirror Lake, then round to Curry Village, where we had pre-arranged to meet the others over a pizza. I bought a couple of cheap sleeping mats to make the nights a little more comfortable for the two of us.
