america

After two nights in our little cabin at Big Sur, James and I sped up north through California to Yosemite National Park. When I think of America I think of camping in the woods and boy scouts and sequoia trees. Yosemite has all of those vibes. Think Homeward Bound and Stand By Me and Moonrise Kingdom. On our way in, we stopped at the Wawona Tunnel viewpoint at sunset for a scramble up the cliffs. I Read more...