On the way to Yosemite we stopped in Fresno so we could tell our friend Erin (who grew up there) that we did. We didn't get to see that much - I mean that both figuratively and literally as we experienced the phenomenon of Californian smog for the first time. It had rained a bit just before we got to LA so it was pretty clear the whole time we were there, but I was surprised to see it so far away from LA and I couldn't really believe my eyes. I had to google it to make sure it wasn't just dust - it was quite an irritating grey haze made worse by the small gradient of blue sky at the very top of the horizon. We stopped for ice cream and then a coffee at a place called Kuppa Joy - we thought it was just a small town roaster that might be quite cool. Once we were inside it was hard to miss the giant white throne in the cafe to represent 'King Jesus'. A Christian Coffee house - that's new for us!
The next big city we were passing through was Sacramento. So we thought it would be a good time to listen to Last podcast on the Left's episode on the Vampire Killer of Sacramento. This was a great, bad idea. Now, as much as we love all things American, the cities themselves were somewhat of a downer (except for NYC). Too many potholed roads, concrete, trash and just a general low-grade feeling of broken-ness. Sacramento was surprisingly cool and we had great sandwiches at Dad's sandwich shop. It had that friendly neighbourhood feel that we thought was a bit lacking in LA. We saw a big political demonstration at the Capital building - the election was only a day away at this point and there were lots of Trump/Pence signs along the highway, 'Ranchers for Trump' and all that. As we drove through, it was clear that everywhere outside of the larger cities, even in the 'blue states', there was a lot of Trump support - at least in sign form...
Yosemite was beautiful and smelled absolutely magical. We stayed at the fairly new Rushcreek lodge, which was had quite a hip fit-out and was great value. If I could only stay in 'lodges' for the rest of my life I'd be totally happy. The staff were nice if a little vague but I took that for just teething problems. Like all hotels we stayed in during the trip, the rooms had plenty of space and big comfy beds. Hardly any of them had kettles which was weird, just those stupid coffee pod machines. The food situation was getting a little dire around here though. The lodge's 'general store' had lots of trendy trail mix and sandwiches but no fresh fruit or veg (and no way for us to cook them anyway).
We ordered heaps of veg for dinner from the lodge restaurant and while it was pretty good grub, it was all deep fried and/or had sweet chilli sauce on it. The next night we REALLY needed some fresh food so we went to the park general store but the line was insanely long and we ran out of patience for the first and only time on our trip. (Stefan stared at the slow checkout staff so hard their heads almost burst into flames.)
We had 2 nights all up and I don't think it was quite enough to really get up amongst nature in the way we wanted to. The other thing we weren't prepared for was that it would be so busy. It's not like an Australian National Park where you might go for hours (or days) without seeing anyone. We were told by a ranger that it was unusually quiet but still the place was packed full of people. Would hate to think how annoying we'd find the crowds in Summer. But all that whinging aside I would 100% recommend visiting - it was truly beautiful and we would have booked an extra night if if we could've.
We armed ourselves with rocks and pinecones in case we saw a cougar but with all the people there was NO CHANCE a big cat would be that stupid. We saw some deer, countless squirrels, some FANCY squirrels called Chicarees and I'm pretty sure I saw a Blue Jay. Not too shabby.
We had a planned stop in a small town called Ashland in Orgeon. We knew we'd need to stop and I picked the prettiest town that was sorta halfway not far from the Californian border. It was pretty idyllic. It had so much of what I am into, pretty parks, craft stores, a handmade chocolate store, organic co-op, esoteric bookshop and lots of holistic massage places. We stayed at the Ashland Springs Hotel which was gorgeous and the restaurant was probably the best fine dining experience we had in America (not that we really did much fine dining). We got chatting to a nice guy dining next to us (worried about Trump but convinced he could never win-sorry dude!). All the food was seasonal and local and our server was super nice and gave us his special recipe for hot buttered rum. So good.
Oh and on the way we had a wee bit of car trouble (not in the right gear down a very steep hill) and so many nice Americans pulled over to help including the local sheriff lady who gave us a kind but stern talking to about following the road signs.