We left Three Rivers on Sunday morning and had a leisurely drive through the foothills of the Sierra Nevada mountain range, passing by orange groves to rival Valencia Spain, and nut and fruit trees of every description, eventually arriving at a small town called Chowchilla where we unhitched at a small RV Park for the night. Monday morning we took highway 108/120 east heading for Groveland and Yosemite National Park, we choose this way into the park because we liked the sound of the camping here in Groveland, The Yosemite Pines. What we didn't know was what would happen to the road after Chinese Camp and Don Pedro Lake and boy did it change, this road rivals Mont Ventoux in France or some of the passes in Austria and Switzerland, If the organizing committee of the Tour de France know about this road its a wonder they haven't thought about having a stage run on it. No pics I'm afraid Ruth was to busy hanging on with both hands. A big problem we have coming up when we leave here, the only way out is down the way we came up!
Yosemite Pines RV Park, there are only three RVs here, we have it to ourselves. 
Western Scrub-Jay, hanging about the park with us.
On our way into Yosemite along Highway 120, we arrive at the scene of a big wildfire, from August of last year
What devastation, look at the cost of putting it out.
Being led through the work making the sides of the road safe after the fire, all the burnt trees close to the road have to be taken out in case they fall onto the road.
On top before we drop down into Yosemite Valley. The wild fire here was a few years ago, things a just starting to grow again.
This little cascade on the way down, we drop down about 2000ft to the valley floor.
Our first sight of the Half Dome rock, the one on the left is El Capitan.
Looking down on the valley with the Merced River, you can just see the Bridal Vale Falls towards the head of the valley.
More to follow in my next blog.
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