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Tour without a goal – 21 August 2014

It seems strange that visitors to Yosemite should be so little influenced by the novel grandeur, as if their eyes were bandaged and their ears stopped. Most of those who I saw yesterday were looking down as if wholly unconscious of anything going on about them, while the sublime rocks were trembling with the tones of the mighty chanting congregation of waters gathered from all the mountains round about, making music that might draw the…

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Tour without a goal – 20 August 2014

But no temple made with hands can compare with Yosemite. Every rock in its walls seems to glow with life. Down through the middle of the Valley flows the crystal Merced, River of Mercy, peacefully quiet, reflecting lilies and trees and the onlooking rocks; things frail and fleeting and types of endurance meeting here and blending in countless forms as if into this one mountain mansion Nature had gathered her choicest treasures, to draw her…

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Tour without a goal – 19 August 2014

To the timid traveler, fresh from the sedimentary levels of the lowlands, these highways, however picturesque and grand, seem terribly forbidding– cold, dead, gloomy gashes on the bones of the mountains, and all of Nature’s ways the ones to be most cautiously avoided. Yet the are full of the finest and most telling examples of Nature’s love; and though hard to travel, none are safer.   -John Muir into the valley This was quite possibly…

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Tour without a goal – 18 August 2014

The Mountain Spirit (excerpt)   Driving all night south from Reno Through cool-porches Bridgeport, past Mono Lake’s pale glow, past tongues of obsidian flow stopped chill, and the angled granite face on the east Sierra front —   -Gary Snyder High Point Today i would ride Tioga Road into Yosemite Park. This was pretty much a relentless climb for about 6 miles before leveling off at a series of alpine lakes. I have to saw…

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