The end of July we went to Yosemite National Park (that is where Weston is working right now). I told him I wanted to see 3 things: the big sequoia trees, waterfalls, and a bear. He said you know this isn't Yellowstone where you can just go to a spot that bears hangout to see them. I said I know but it would just make my trip to see a bear. So we were on our way down from Half Dome and traffic was stopped in the middle of the road. Weston said there must be a bear because that is usually what will stop traffic. So I jump out of the truck with the camera and go running down the road. Weston is hollering at me to get back in the truck because it was a cub and he said the mother is probably not very far away. I said not til I get a picture. He said your acting like these crazy tourists...I said I am a tourist. It was pretty funny, but I got my picture.
Monday, August 24, 2009
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