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Yosemite Valley

Yosemite Valley is completely surrounded by granite peaks prompting the indigenous people to name the area “Ahwahnee” or “big mouth”. 

Yosemite Valley from Tunnel View

At this time of year water run-off from the high country creates so many waterfalls that the mouth is said to be “leaking”.

Killer Rocks

The name “Yosemite” means “killer” in Miwok and originally referred to the name of a renegade tribe which was driven out of the area and possibly annihilated by the Mariposa Battalion in 1851. It’s not just the Mariposa Battalion that has killed people in this beautiful valley. Since 1905 at least 120 people have died attempting to climb the 3,000 foot El Capitan.

El Capitan

The Legend Of The Face On Half Dome

When the old Indian woman and her husband arrived at the valley she carried a beautiful but heavy basket while her husband walked alongside carrying nothing but his walking stick. As the day grew hot they discovered a mountain lake. The old woman began to drink first. She drank so deeply that by the time her husband bent to drink the lake was dry. This caused a drought and the once green valley turned brown. The man grew so angry that he raised his walking stick to strike his wife who ran from him as her tears stained her face. She stopped and threw the heavy basket at her husband and as they faced one another in anger the Great Spirit transformed them both into stone because of their wickedness. The white man knows them as Half dome and Washington Column. Tears still stain her face.

The Crying Woman On Half Dome

John Muir Goes Camping With Teddy Roosevelt

As a result of the westward expansion and the romance surrounding it, by the turn of the century, beautiful for spacious skies and purple mountain majesties had become part of the American identity.

Naturalist John Muir, who successfully lobbied Congress for the Act that created Yosemite National Park in 1890, had been writing about the need for further preservation noting that wild forests were quickly vanishing under the wheel of commerce. The original rough rider himself, President Teddy Roosevelt, was familiar with Muir’s writing and, although most of his advisors argued that the wilderness was far too large to ever be depleted, he decided to see for himself. In 1903 he wrote to Muir requesting a personal tour of Yosemite saying, “I do not want anyone with me but you, and I want to drop politics absolutely for four days and just be out in the open with you.” Muir agreed and Teddy headed out for California. A small entourage began the wilderness adventure on horseback but after the first day Muir and Roosevelt slipped away from the rest of the group and disappeared. For the next three days nobody in the world knew where the President was or if he’d been eaten by a bear, a very real possibility at the time.

The President returned refreshed and full of Muir’s observations on the natural history of California. He pressured congress to protect wilderness areas and by 1905 had established the U.S. Forest Service, created national monuments, parks, and wildlife sanctuaries, saving about 230,000 million acres of public land for all Americans.

Yosemite Domes by Carleton E. Watkins

Yosemite Valley has been inhabited for nearly 3,000 years, but humans first visited the area from 8,000 to 10,000 years ago

Designated a World Heritage site in 1984, the park set a visitation record in 2016, surpassing 5 million visitors for the first time in its history.

Grapes and Gravel

Bits and Pieces.

 A little of this and that with some of these and those.  Whenever we’re finishing up one of these roadtrips there are always a few images that don’t really fit into any group.

So these are just a few loose ends. See you all soon.

A Happy House

A Happy House

They're Watching!

They’re Watching!

 

Market Street, San Francisco

The Provocateur

 

The Inspector

The Inspector

Nap Time

Nap Time

The Beach at Cardiff By The Sea

The Beach at Cardiff By The Sea

 

The Sign Doesn't Fill Me With Confidence.

The Sign Doesn’t Fill Me With Confidence.

Bryar Is Ready For His Road Trip.

Bryar Is Ready To Go.

The Butcher Boy - SD Maritime Museum

The Butcher Boy – SD Maritime Museum

Johnson Outboard Motor

Johnson Sea-Horse

So Simple But So Scary.

So Simple But So Scary.

This is where the torpedo goes.

This is where the torpedo goes.

Stylin'

Stylin’  

 

 

 

 

 

Kindness Bus Tour 2012

The Hippies Are Back! And Not A Minute Too Soon!

I bumped into this “smile on wheels” today while in Encinitas.

The Kindness Bus Tour

The Kindness Bus Tour

Apparently Bob Votruba and his dog, Bogart, are dedicated to spreading one million random acts of kindness all over the nation. Ya gotta love it!

Check them out at http://www.onemillionactsofkindness.com/.

Money For Nothing – Part 2

Oh Goody Another Tip Jar

Money For Nothing

Tip Jar

What the hell’s with the tip jars, those ever present containers that are constantly soliciting for funds on counter tops from coast to coast. In the last few years these little beggars have sprung up everywhere. I blame coffee vendors. They clearly need to pay their employees more money and stop asking us to subsidize their wages.

The price of a cup of coffee has risen faster then a helium balloon. We obviously like and want our designer coffee, and are willing to pay for it. That’s fine, but tips are not gratuities for simply doing your job. They are extra remuneration to show appreciation for providing exemplary service. In a coffee shop I have to wait in line, decide and order with no guidance or suggestions from the staff. I have to pay and tip when I order, before I even know if the product is any good or my order is correct or how long I will have to wait to get it. Then I generally have to stand around until it’s done, get my own lid, straw, napkin, sugar and cheap wooden stirrer, bring it all to the table myself and bus the table when I’m finished. Damn, I almost feel like I should come back after hours to empty the trash and mop the floor. What’s the tip for? Smiling at me. Making the coffee. I know what you’re thinking, What’s with the bitch? Just don’t tip. I’m sure your right, but there is clearly pressure to tip. The placement of the evil little tip jar. The cute little “My College Loan Thanks You” sign with the little stars and smily faces. The slightly pleading look in the cashier’s eyes. The blank tip line on the credit card slip. The cashier’s awareness of who tips and who doesn’t. Why not just put a forlorn looking panhandler next to the cash register. “Thanks A Latte”.

What really set me off was when I saw a tip jar in the dry cleaners the other day. The dry cleaners! Really?? I even saw one at a flea market yesterday. What’s next, Home Depot? The DMV?

No Tipping Please

No Tipping Please

Money For Nothing

Panhandling…Begging or Working?

I pulled into La Jolla Village yesterday. For those of you who have not been here, La Jolla is one of the wealthiest communities in America. A place where the recession/ depression seems to be more a rumor or slight inconvenience then an every day reality.

At the 5 way intersection by the entrance to the Mall were 6 panhandlers. The closest to me was a twenty something with a sign proclaiming that he was a “down on his luck” Vietnam Veteran in desperate need of money. Given his age, this was clearly untrue. I made the comment to my friend that someone that young could  find some job that pays as much as standing on a corner. Is there no shame? My friend told me not to be so quick to judge and explained why I was wrong. “The young man in question does have a job. He makes his own hours and pays no taxes. Begging is it”.

In the new America begging represents the height of entrepreneurial spirit. The act of making something from nothing with minimal resources. Standing on the corner with nothing more then a sad look and a piece of cardboard is boring and tedious work. But, given the right person with the right facial expression, the right amount of dirt and the right sign, on the right corner, someone can make as much as $50 or $60 an hour during peak traffic times.

The truthfulness of the sign is irrelevant. It is advertising, plain and simple. It is designed to illicit sympathy and spur the “customer” into giving. My friend also pointed out that it really isn’t “Money For Nothing”. The panhandler is providing a service. Everyone that hands over a dollar feels better and is saying to themselves, “There, but for the grace of God, am I”.

Still, if all of this is true and begging is just a new type of business, we quickly noticed that the “advertising” signs being used are poorly crafted and hugely antiquated for such an affluent community. After all, advertising has rules. Your message should be three to five words, maximum, finish by asking for the sale and, most importantly,  know your demographic.

Wendi & I have decided they need our help.

Am desperate for an IPhone4..... God Bless

Am desperate for an IPhone4..... God Bless

OMG the price of Jimmy Choo... Be Kind

OMG the price of Jimmy Choo... Be Kind

Premium Cable Went Up...Again!   Pls Help $

Premium Cable Went Up... Again! Please Help $

Pilate bill is past due...Please Help Now

Pilate bill is past due...Please Help Now

The Spring Line is in...Please Give

The Spring Line is in...Please Give

Torrey Pines State Reserve

Spent a great day hiking Torrey Pines State Reserve. This is a terrific park. Crowded in the summer but pretty much perfect this time of year. Lots of trails. Easy hikes. Great for the kids. It’s sad to think that there is very little undeveloped Southern California’s coastline left, but there is this. So check it out.

Torrey Pines Reserve EntranceTorrey Pines State Reserve

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Torrey Pines State Reserve

Torrey Pines State Reserve

Torrey Pines State Reserve

Torrey Pines State Reserve

Torrey Pines State Reserve

Torrey Pines State Reserve

 

 

Run Forrest Run

Bikers in Solana Beach, Ca

I’m pretty sure that I’m in the heart of the exercise universe.

Southern California is a place where everyone seems to be moving. Constantly. They’re running, jogging and marathon training, both with and without baby carriers. They’re biking, road, mountain, unicycle, tandem, recumbent, and cruisers, all with and without baby carriers. Walking, speed and regular, again with and without baby carriers. Trail hiking. Surfing, parasurfing, windsurfing, body surfing and boogie boarding. Skateboarding and skating, both regular and inline. There are pilate studios, yoga studios, fitness studios, spinning studios, health clubs and gyms. Swimming, pool and ocean. Wind gliders and, of course, driving. Millions of them are driving. All the time. Now technically driving isn’t exercise, but with the aggressiveness and anxiety level applied to it here it will certainly burn off a few calories.

Biker in Solana Beach, Ca

Beach Music v.2

Del Mar Beach Dog Park

Well, one thing that has definitely changed is that dogs are prohibited on almost all Southern California beaches. We did manage to locate the Del Mar Beach Dog Park. It’s a great little corner of beach at the border between Del Mar and Solana Beach, filled with whacky K9s of every size and description and their equally whacky owners.

Emma is 14 now so bringing her to the dog park was a somewhat bittersweet experience. A little like taking your elderly Grandmother to an amusement park. She’s glad to be out of the house but why the hell are all these crazy ill mannered children running around and why do they keep sniffing my butt. Despite the fact that Emma took a sort of wall flower approach to the festivities and was more of an observer to all the frantic running around, she did brighten up and managed to carefully inspect every grain of sand.

Del Mar Beach Dog Park

Del Mar Beach Dog Park

Guidance.

Guidance.

I'm Cool!

I’m Cool!

Wendi & Emma

All ball.

Showdown!

A Little Jumpy!

This is my beach.

This Is My Beach!

The Clamdigger

The Clamdigger

The General

The General

A Little Sneaky

A Little Sneaky