A Mountain Interlude

Interlude:  n.  <origin> Middle English (originally denoting a light dramatic entertainment):  from medieval Latin interludium, from inter “between” + ludus “play.”

1  an intervening period of time.
2  something performed during a theater intermission.
<special usage>: a temporary amusement or source of entertainment that contrasts with what goes before or after.

Trail in Yosemite Valley

Normally the valley is brown by September, but weather has not been normal this year.  Extreme rainfall this spring and recent thunderstorms have kept parts of the valley bright green.

Stump in one of the meadows

Over the years I’ve found the beauty that moves me most right at hand, right in front of me on a walk, rather than the famous scenes, the stuff of picture postcards, which are almost too much to take in.

Along the south fork of the Merced River

I first saw Yosemite when I was 12.  My family came up year after year, in all of the seasons, as often as they could.  I got my first job up here, washing dishes and flipping burgers, because I wanted to stay for a whole summer.

Above the river

Mary and I first came up soon after we met, and have continued to visit these woods for the last 35 years, by ourselves and with family, friends, and dogs.  Mary took this photo near the Awahanee:

Photo by Mary Mussell

Some of my favorite spots are outside of the valley. Chilnuala Falls, in Wawona, near the south entrance to the park is one of them. As people learned all too well this year, you have to be careful when hiking and climbing, and once you get away from the crowds, keep an eye out for mountain lions too.  Still, I’m sure driving is infinitely more dangerous.

lower Chilnuala Falls

I know this area better than any other place on earth.  I’ve photographed here for decades, in all seasons and in all kinds of light. Nothing is ever the same twice. You truly cannot step into the same river – or walk along the same riverbank – twice.

The Road goes ever on and on,
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow if I can.
Pursing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
And wither then? I cannot say.
– J.R.R Tolkien

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8 Responses to A Mountain Interlude

  1. Amber says:

    I love this… I could crawl into these photos and live there. Thank you! =)

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  2. Yosemite–both the Valley and the high country at Tuolumne–is one of my top three favorite places on earth, along with Jedediah Smith Redwoods on the north coast, and Monterey Bay. How wonderful you can go when the crowds are small. Love to see your photos sometime!

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    • Thanks for subscribing and commenting, Amy. One summer a long time ago, I got to take a workshop here with Ansel Adams. I don’t photograph “seriously” like that anymore, but I have thought of posting photos here more often, and perhaps I will.

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  3. Rosi says:

    Love the photos and the thoughts. You are a fortunate man to have this sanctuary. What a gift your family gave you! Enjoy your time — every minute.

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  4. Rod H Taylor says:

    Great photos. However: Interlude — “point in time” — redundant. Pick up a copy of Strunk and White. (Or, perhaps you were just quoting incorrect syntax.)

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