I managed to get another OK shot of Bridalveil Fall as well, one I processed to within an inch of its life to make it look decent. Even when I took this, however, there was quite the crowd around, although I noted later than the parking lot at Half-Dome (Curry) Village, where I had earlier planned to stay on Wednesday and Thursday nights, was only about half full on a weekend.
Things improved about an hour-and-a-half of driving on Tioga Road, which runs through Yosemite's high country, in the Eastern Sierra. It was still hazy, however, and getting dark as thunderstorms approached. A few minutes after I made it out of the park, the heavy rain and lightning started.
By dusk, however, it was beautiful out again, with a few dark clouds lingering. That's how it remained in Mammoth Lakes, the rest of the next day-and-a-half. I stayed at a local hostel with a slightly older population than the hotel norm, at least for that weekend. I had some great, entertaining company. I had plenty of great food. The town's tourist area was hosting a reggae festival, so of course I went to some of that too.
The peak of the visit, however, was my -ish mile hike around Devils Postpile National Monument. I learned about it from the most bizarre source a couple of years before; namely, via a hiking video on an elliptical machine at a Jackson MS gym. (The audio backing was electronic dance music, for whatever reason.)
You can read more about the monument and its history as a monument, which dates from the Taft administration, and its geological features, via the National Park Service. The area's two main attractions are the post pile, made up of columnar basalt, and Rainbow Falls.
The early stretches of the San Joaquin River were striking in their own way, as well.
2018, Ray Mikell