Meaning, this blog has been resurrected for the 3.5 individuals who follow it. Today, I took a trip towards Mt. Starr King carrying a lot of heavy stuff in the backpack with hopes of climbing the Southeast route with Bryan. Grey skies all morning and occasional mini drizzles made me call a halt to the trip. We ate our sandwiches under a tree at 945am and then headed back the way we came. We did talk of returning in a month or two so keep your eye out for the sequel. These snapshots, hopefully, are the beginning of a return to taking Yosemite postcards again. Thanks for your patience.
PS- The Dead reference in the title is because I find myself with no one home and an awesome Grateful Dead show from 10-17-83 coming through the speakers loud and clear in the living room. Good ol' Grateful Dead!
