OK, this is about one of NorCal's favorite "back yards" - Yosemite, but also the trip there and back, a ramble to and into the Sierras and back. We left early Wednesday the 13th and returned late Friday the 15th. We went via Highway 140, 173 miles more or less, and returned via Highway 120, a different 166 miles, so there's a lot to report. Ergo, I'll just post the blurb and jump us past the orange bear scat to get going.
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The trip out
We pretty much ignored the scenery until we got into the foothills east of Merced on HWY 140. Some fall color, mostly yellows with some reds as we got past Cathey's Valley. There was a lof of pyracantha with ripe berries in this as area too. We eventually got to the part of the trip where we began to follow the Merced River, it was down, way down, and moving but not too rapidly. This is a whitewater river, people raft this puppy, but not currently. We hit Yosemite roughly this time of year most years, and this is the first trip in a loooong time when there was no rafting and no rafters. Some slide repairs and highway construction may have been a factor, but I really don't think the river would support rafting today.
Tioga pass is open. Really, Tioga pass is open.
Not too far past the park entrance, one gets a look at Bridal Veil falls, and it was running, but not really strongly or fiercely. Of course, we were distracted by all of the signs saying that Tioga pass was open. Tioga pass is never open in mid November. Tioga, the pass to Lee Vining, Mono Lake and the rest of the high high desert, usually closes in early to mid October. It is usually the second week in October, but sometimes earlier, depending upon the snow. It is open - there ain't no snow. This is serious, as I will explain later, and I don't ski, so it isn't that.
We saw a couple of decent herds of deer, single buck with plenty of does and juveniles. The bucks had all of their velvet on their antlers. The Merced River in the park was quite low but flowing. It was generally flowing so slow that one could take good pictures of things reflected in it:
It got pretty cold, cold enough to rain or snow, if there were sufficient moisture in the air, but it was a dry cold. As far as we could see in all directions there was no snow, and not much water either. Yosemite falls was dry:
No bears or coyotes, but a goodly number and assortment of birds, mixed flocks of songbirds, Steller's Jays, White Headed Woodpeckers, Ravens and Acorn Woodpeckers. The various less famous falls weren't there.
The trip back, along Highway 120 took us through and past old burns and eventually to the Ridge Fire area. Ghost forests covered by fire retardant, blackened trunks and dead needles. Outside the park we crossed over the South Fork of the Tuolumne River. There was a tiny puddle under the bridge. Next up was the Vista Point named The Rim of the World Vista Point. As far as the eye could see it looked like nothing other than badlands writ huge; more like Borrego than South Dakota, because the latter does have some foliage and water. Nothing green or growing, no signs of life. Also, as far as the eye could see, no snow.
So, about that snow
I'll just make it short and sweet: Snowmelt provides 30% of California's water needs. This is already the driest year on record for CA and we would appear to have, as of 11/15/2013, no snow in Yosemite, none in Tioga Pass, and none looking toward Sonora Pass. This is not a good thing.
And on down the hill we go
The Fish Hatchery at the bottom of Old Priest's Grade had water. The outside bank of the grade had plentiful pyracantha with ripe berries. We crossed the main channel of the South Fork of the Tuolumne, a very large canyon of significant depth and width containing no water. Shortly thereafter we drove near Don Pedro Reservoir, which had water but was way down. The next serious watercourse was the Stanislaus River, a major tributary of the San Joaquin, which we crossed just west of Oakdale. It had some water visible from the bridge, but we could not tell if it was flowing or not. Much past that it is all diesels, cars, farms, stores and suchwhat, looking mostly like they always do.
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