The stupidity of tourists never ceases to amaze me. Just because you’re holding a camera in your hand doesn’t mean you can be oblivious to everything else around you. Personally, I wouldn’t walk in front of a 28-foot RV and expect it to stop for me. Apparently, other people think differently.
Once we got away from the tourists and onto the trails, Yosemite was beautiful. The crowds, however, were driving me bonkers.
Okay, Kelly. Breathe. Relax. Repeat, as necessary (or every time I see another clueless tourist).
We stayed on the West side of the park at KOA Yosemite West/Mariposa. They had a railroad caboose that served as their arcade/game room. Cool!
Westward Ho!