With the anxiety of an impending surgery and the associated impromptu travel back home to Rochester, last night was another sleepless night. We woke up exhausted and started putting some travel plans together for our return home. Sacramento seemed to be the best place to fly out of this Sunday evening. Unfortunately, we left the trailer 44 miles back in Visalia to improve travel through the snow covered mountains. Therefore, our day started with backtracking to recover the trailer before we finally moved forward toward Yosemite. Then, prior to entering the park we stopped for a few essentials in case we got snowed in: tire chains, candy, and jalapeno Cheetos.
Our plan was to drive until dark, pull over at a turnout, then crash in the car for the night. We started through the park and enjoyed the amazing scenery in a whole different light…dusk. The timing also brought a different set of creatures. We were stunned as we turned a corner to find two coyotes standing in the road. I wanted to get out and get some closer photos, but my better judgment (Shannon) was with me. The further into the park we drove, and the deeper the piles of snow on the sides of the road grew, the more concerned we became about the rumors of an impending storm with a projection of a couple feet of snow. We were worried about getting snowed in and missing the Edward Sharpe and Magnetic Zeros show. We therefore continued through the park in the dark until we reached the lower elevated and warmer Yosemite Westgate Lodge for the night.