When life gives you lemons.....throw them out and buy a bottle of wine.

Tiff and I were rather excited about this past Sunday. The biggest football event of the year, and we were all ready to root for our favorite team. Imagine our disappointment when we found out that our favorite team wasn't playing! Further disappointment ensued when we realized that football is different from.....well, football.

Scotland versus another team (probably the losers down in England...), Scotland is winning, obviously!

Faced with a rather boring Sunday afternoon, we decided to take advantage of the fact that everyone else seemed less upset by the false advertising, and go on a road trip! Keep reading to see where we ended up. First stop was a fish hatchery.

Anyone have a fishing pole? Or just a net would have worked....Yum!

We didn't catch anything, so we had to make d0 with PB&J!

This looks like the windshield, but it is hard to be sure. Count the yellow lines!

Figure out where we are yet? I'll give you a hint, it is not the beach.... (Tiff made us pull over and get a picture, giving me point three seconds to make the turnout. As you can see, we made it.)

Would that not make it an "Exit Receipt"?

Another clue, it was not the desert. Nope, not Narnia either....

Yes, that is a snowbank. Walk, little dude, you will make it!

Now the yellow lines are on the ceiling!

By now you certainly should have a guess!

Pine trees, tall mountains, snow on the ground. Ringing any bells?

Ok, if you haven't gotten it by now, you never will. We made the short two hour drive up to Yosemite, with the expectation that crowds would be light, and were not foiled in our guess, it was empty! There were a couple of Asian tourists, another few Europeans, a family with two kids, and a rather tall Middle Eastern gentleman, who walked with amazing rapidity, but other than that, the amount of people was more like a Tuesday afternoon while gas prices are nearly four dollars a gallon. (Oh, wait, they nearly are.....)

The icy conditions came down from "ahead" and the steep conditions ran away, because it wasn't very steep....

Tiff wanted to see "Bridalveil Falls", she doesn't think hers was as impressive, but I beg to differ.

One downside about no fellow tourists? There are only rocks to take your pictures for you....

El Capitan, in honor of Pops, the original "Captain".

Taken from the "Swinging Bridge", which does not swing, and is rather firmly planted in the river with stone pillars. Tiffany was vexed by this obvious oversight....

Me testing out the "Swinging Bridge", just to see if I could get it to budge, and thereby make my wife happy.

Big tall mountain, which likely hides the Mines of Moria. We are planning an expedition for next trip....

We found all of the people! They appeared to be held hostage in a little glass room, and were hypnotized by the hanging screens. Attempts to rescue them were unsuccessful.

Fifteen feet outside the room with the poor hostages, you could see the Yosemite Falls, 2,300 feet of falling agua!

Another rock asked to take our picture. Never was there a better backdrop for a kiss!

We stayed until the cold drove us to seek refuge in the car, and we made our way slowly home, wishing there had been more daylight with which to wander. Buying the annual pass, I think we will be back up there a few more times this year. If anyone wants to come with us, y'all are more than welcome! Next time, I am going to try and get Tiffany to climb this with me: