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| Half Dome winter
JOHN MUIR – July 15th 1869
The Yosemite
Followed the Mono Trail up the eastern rim of the basin nearly to its summit, then turned off southward to a small shallow valley that extends to the edge of the Yosemite, which we reached about noon, and encamped. After luncheon I made haste to high ground, and from the top of the ridge on the west side of Indian Canon gained the noblest view of the summit peaks I have ever yet enjoyed. Nearly all of the upper basin of the Merced was displayed, with its sublime domes and canons, dark unsweeping forests, and glorious array of white peaks deep in the sky, every feature glowing, radiating beauty that pours into our flesh and bones like heat rays from fire. Sunshine over all; no breath of wind to stir the brooding calm.
Never before had I seen so glorious a landscape, so boundless an affluence of sublime mountain beauty.
From My First Summer in the Sierra
There is no-one quite like Muir to explain the beauty of the High Sierra’s other than perhaps Ansel Adams!
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| Wawona Morning |
The view along the trail from the cabin in Wawona.
Ghost house
I sat on a hot August morning and finished this in an hour or so. I was pleased with the trees.
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| Valley Winter 6 x10 |
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