Well, I finally made it to the climbing Mecca. My first trip Yosemite was a memorable and overwhelming one. Those are some big pieces of rock, and I'll be honest; I was as giggly as a 3rd grader who just heard someone say the word "poop".
Much thanks to Tricia Collins for letting Jer take a trip for his birthday. And as always, thanks Brooke for letting me squeeze away to go climbing.
These are some shots I got while just dorking around in the Valley.
The last photo needs some explanation. We stumbled across this hearse carrying a group of surfers. They were alive, though not quite what I'd call lucid, and were filming some type of (presumably) surfing flick...in Yosemite...
Fun times in the Valley.
