Willie and I took a weekend trip to Glacier Point, on the south rim of Yosemite Valley. After skiing in, we set up camp on top of 20 feet of snow; it's been a wet winter. I was proud of my wind-shelter, built from blocks of snow, to protect our tent from gusts. It had been a warm shorts & t-shirt day, as is not uncommon during fair winter weather in the Sierras, but the night was bound to be cold, so we needed as much shelter as possible. Building the walls was my task as Willie diligently cooked dinner on his stove.
After setting up camp, we were treated to the warm glow of the sunset reflecting off the snow and the granite, the waterfalls and the clouds, across the valley.
