Yosemite Valley...

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As soon as we arrived we knew we would want to stay longer.

We explored Yosemite throughout the day: riding our bikes, swimming the rivers and scrambling up to get as many vantage points as possible. When it can time to hit the road, we met some new friends who were with a group of climbers on El Capitan. For those that are not familiar, the real ones endearingly referred to as "dirtbags," are dedicated to a life in the backcountry camping, climbing, and all the things outdoors! We ended up staying a little longer to hang out with them, sharing stories over beers, supporting their group of friends on the wall, while watching the shadows get long and the sunset. As the sun dropped, the climbing group's headlamps shone onto the wall and it began to twinkle, matching the stars in the sky.  

Almost getting sucked into the wonder of the valley, we realized we should hit the road. Our new friends did their best to keep us there with all the other wanderlust dirtbags in the valley offering more beers, and party favors. We reluctantly walked toward our ride questioning if we should stay or if we should go. Just before we made it to the van, one person let out their loudest animal howl in the valley. So one by one, we all bellowed our loudest and proudest animal call. Driving away with Big Blue's side doors open we could hear the wild calls go into the night as we rolled way. It was an epic exit to say the least!

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