During my Christmas holiday, I went on a brief journey to Yosemite. I hadn’t been since I was a kid, and my husband hadn’t gone, ever! We trekked up into the glacial phenomenon that has graced many family photo albums, distinguished the portfolio of Ansel Adams, and has simply put many travelers in awe.
Imagine being one of those few natives to this area, living in the fortress that these mountains naturally offered. For these rocks to be your walls, and the sky serving as a canopy. Though I am sure millions of people visit each year, it still felt untouched, perhaps truly unreachable by human hands.
I am so thankful for our National Parks.