This is an old post that didn't get published because I could never get the darn pictures to upload.
Jesse and I arrived in SF on Tuesday morning and hung out at "The Oasis," all day long lounging by the pool in the warm summer East Bay sun. On a whim we decided with our good friend Justin we needed to make a spur of the moment trip to Yosemite. I had never been to the park before and last time we tried to go it was burning down with wild fires, which were started by people throwing their cigs out their car windows, so I was all for the trip.
I cannot even begin to describe how amazing this park is. There are magnificent rock formations, beautiful raging waterfalls, amazing rock climbing and just the overall beauty is something the mind cannot create with it's own imagination. We spent the day rock climbing (with our new gear, thanks Jeff P.), and we hiked to a waterfall and then watched the sunset sparkle off of El Capitan. We even picked out a few climbers on the mountain and watched their progress on the huge face.
After our epic day in the park we went to California's oldest saloon called The Iron Door. It was kinda overrated, but good beer nonetheless.