We are all part of the Yosemite family, we’ve hiked and biked and camped. We’ve shared a picnic lunch in a shady grove or on a vista gazing into the Valley.
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I had the opportunity to spend 2 days at Yosemite in April ’13 with my daughter who lives in CA. It was a memorable visit as I have always wanted to see the park. We had a wonderful visit and it gave us a chance to spend some quality time together.
I made the contribution in memory of her father in-law, Norman Roe who was a supporter of the park.
Thank you for all you do in keeping the national parks for all to enjoy.
We backpacked into May Lake, the summer of 2012. One late eve, hearing the call of nature, I ventured outside of our tent. Once outside I was overwhelmed by the stars that lit my way. The blackness around the stars was so very black that one never experiences in “normal” life. The whole experience is similar to what one feels while in a cathedral. This an experience that is burned forever in my brain. This place is truly my cathedral!
Los Angeles, CA
Living less than 100 miles to the Valley floor would make one think that I went on numerous occasions growing up, not the case. I had been to Yellowstone, Glacier, Banff and Kootenai National parks before visiting Yosemite at the age of 31. I thought since it was so close to home, it couldn’t be that great. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
There is always something new to do or see every time I go to Yosemite. The hiking, camping, scenery, wildlife and waterfalls are unsurpassed. There is something for everyone to do in Yosemite.
I go there between 2-6 times a year and have camped in the middle of summer and winter with snow on the ground. Every season has its own uniqueness and can be enjoyed. I will be back soon and never tire of everything Yosemite has to offer!!!!
I first visited Yosemite in June of ’73; we entered from Nevada on our way to the California coast. It was a grand day — the sun was warm and the air was crisp. What I remember of this time are two things. One, when we stopped in the high country and laying on the large granite boulders and how warm they were. Two, that night we stopped in the valley pulled our VW bug off on a side lane and sleeping under a very large tree hoping a ranger would not see us — he did not.
In the early 50′s Yosemite called to Don and me, both winter and summer. We were young and foolish, with hormones gone wild. I recall sleeping bags under the 1940 Chevy to keep the snow off during the night. Summer time you could throw a sleeping bag in the meadow. One day we met two charming ladies from Boston.
In 1980, my parents took me on my first trip to Yosemite. I was 10 months old. This trip would mark the beginning of what has been a beautiful lifetime of trips to Yosemite with my mom, dad and older brother. When I think of my most memorable moments in the park, my mind is flooded.
My life long dream was realized this summer when I spent two weeks in the high country above Yosemite Valley on my horse. We camped at Bridalveil Creek Horse camp and Tuolome Meadows horse camp. I was accompanied by my 92 yr old friend and his family and another horse camper from northern California. Not only did I enjoy the views, but my horse would look around in seeming wonder at the vistas and enjoyed the clear mountain water.
Yorba Linda, CA
Because I have been going to Yosemite for over 76 consecutive years until this year when the government closed it, I have MANY memorable moments, but this one has nothing to do with hiking or exploits or camping or bears. When I was in college — a group of guys and gals from U.C. Berkeley went up to Yosemite and stayed in Housekeeping. Now this was considered pretty daring in those days — 1947 — but the guys were in one tent and the gals in another, and parents gave their permission, trusting us to behave ourselves.
When I was a young child in 1956 my dad took our family to Yosemite. I have never forgotten my first view of the Valley from Inspiration Point Overlook and took a photo of dad there. Glacier Point was equally exciting as was the Firefall at Curry Village. When in 1975 my husband and I with our two young children moved to CA from TX. On our long drive to our new home in the Bay Area I asked to detour into the Park. My kids and husband did not understand why I wanted to go into the park since it was snowy in the mountains and our car was full of things we were moving.
In 1920 my parents, Frank and Dorothy Andrews, from Berkeley, went to Yosemite Valley and Wawona for their honeymoon, we have wonderful pictures of them on the golf course.
In 1946 my husband and I (Jim and Emily Moulton) had our honeymoon at Yosemite Lodge with wonderful pictures of skiing at Badger Pass and the old ski lift sled. the Ahwahnee was still closed for the Navy Rehabilitation hospital.
In 1970 my parents and their children and grandchildren had the Andrews 50th wedding anniversary dinner at the Ahwahnee and family fun at Wawona.
In 1996 my husband and I had our 50th Anniversary at Yosemite Lodge and the Ahwahnee with a ceremony at the Yosemite Chapel, surrounded by children, siblings, grandchildren, nieces and nephews.
In 2006 my husband and I had our 60th anniversary dinner at the Ahwahnee with a fabulous nighttime snow storm to enhance the beauty of the valley.
The romance of Yosemite goes on and on.