I hate starting things, love to finish
Europeans are superhuman
You can diet when you get home
I went to Yosemite for my vacation. And I hiked up to the top of these falls. Yep, from the bottom of that gorge.
And I hated it. I thought in true Lisa fashion, maybe I can break a bone and get airlifted out of here. But no such luck. But I did it, and it was awesome. Sorta like when I go running. I hate it.I don't want to do it. But I'm always glad I did.
Now, about the Europeans. I don't know how they do it. Every time I see them at a National Park I feel like I've stumbled upon a fashion shoot. They must be strolling in the Alps every weekend. They can hike up a steep vertical ascent in a bikini, wearing flip-flops, (I kid you not - one girl was in bare feet) and carry a minimal amount of water while I felt like I was going to hack up a lung. (So not kidding). I must take pictures. I however, look like a 75-year-old with my sun hat, CamelBak, and my 310 Skill GT Zamberlan hiking boots stopping every 10 feet or so to catch my breath. (Sorry no picture). I did not, continue the hike up here to Half Dome. 2,000 feet at a plus-5000 ft. altitude kicked my heinie. I would have been whining on the walk from the parking lot to the trail. (Incidentally I did go to the Sequoia Grove which had its own quiet beauty).
This is soo interesting. This sequoia tree fell over 300 years ago. It's said that these sequoias don't die. They just fall over.
This tree, the Grizzly Bear is estimated to be between 1900-2400 years old. Crazy, huh?