Yosemite

Don't you think that people who SPEED through scenic routes have no soul? I mean - why speed on the windy mountain roads that lead you into one of the most glorious places on earth, the Yosemite Valley? What part of wonder about life, the universe and everything are you missing?
That was what I realized when we went to the Valley for a short vacation. It was a glorious vacation - just my speed. We hiked all day up and down mountains in glorious scenery and we then came back to a hot shower and a good meal with a nice bottle of wine. Great way to deal with nature. This deer was feeding in a meadow underneath half dome. As I took a picture of the deer (Look, Honey! Nature!) I realized that it was a stupid photo to take (which was really apparent at dusk with other tourists on the path with tiny cameras far away from the subject and the little tiny flash bulb of knock about snapshot cameras. The little insignificant flash would illuminate about three feet of air and since the deer was far away it was a rather futile exercise. Totally futile. Especially since the next day I realized you could walk up to the deer they were so unafraid of humans and get a really in depth close up photo.)