We raced into Yosemite three hours a head of a snow storm that dumped eighteen inches of snow. That gave us enough time to race down into the valley to see it in the fog and a slightly slower trip up the hill where we got to pull into our hotel just as the rangers were making everyone put on tire chains. We then had a day of being snow bound with nothing but good food, wine and books to read around the fire. And finally on the last day, there was beautiful sunshine as we made a final drive through the park.
We stayed at the Wawona Hotel which is historic. Historic is Hotel talk for small rooms, no television and a heating system best described as quaint. On the plus side there was a large lodge with a fire place and a staff to bring you an Amaretto. We spent a wonderful evening talking to a couple from Scotland who had been traveling around the world and never missed the television. In the morning we got up after being served breakfast, walked around in the snow, and spent the day relaxing.
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