Rightly said, the mesmerizing autumn is the second spring with every leaf as a flower. The fantastic flavors of fall will make you smile and eyes beguiled. The mystical singer, Van Morrison’ Autumn Song beautiful lines goes: ‘Chestnuts roasting outside, as you walk with your love by your side, and the old accordion plays mellow and bright, and you go home in the crispness of the night’ are reminisce about the romantic autumn. Yosemite Valley located in the natural park is perhaps the best tribute to such magnificent beauty of nature in fall. Dear travelers, who wish to feel the real luck, turn to this route of California, to catch the tail end of peak hues and much more!
The Merced River
The captivating glow of myriad hues on the most beautiful Merced River will leave you spellbound. It is one of the gorgeous floats in the world that features a Half Dome. Standing at the midst of this picturesque spot will be like an epiphany and you will just say, wow, once you behold the glimpses looking up the scenery. You can boat here but it is restricted only from Stoneman Bridge to the Sentinel Beach.
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Spot the best view of the black oaks and color play at the dawns and the dusks, when light is on the edge. These black oaks grow in the El Capitan Meadow, at the base of the granite cliff.
Yosemite
As I looked out the window of the restaurant, I could see the sun bouncing off the sparkling water below. Boats and other water craft scatter the water as well as people on water-skis and inner tubes. The picturesque view makes life seem so much better and just looking at the river makes a person calmer. The scene just described is the view from the window of a restaurant called Sophia in Minneapolis, Minnesota, and the corresponding river is the mighty Mississippi. Although Minnesota is the land of 10,000 lakes, this scene could be found right here in the valley of Phoenix. The way this is possible is through the Rio Salado Project.
In the 1800’s into the early 1900’s a man named John Muir began to explore the western American lands. He traveled down South and up North. But, when he reached Yosemite Valley, his life changed. As said in John Muir’s Wild America, written by Tom Melham, “Following the forest-lined mountain trails, Muir climbed higher into the Sierra Nevada: suddenly, a deep valley enclosed by colossal steeps and mighty water falls yawned before him. Spell bound, he entered Yosemite Valley” (79). Muir’s travels and adventures, highlighted in Melham’s book, explain this man’s love of the wilderness. Yosemite Valley was like a wide, open home to Muir, who, lived alone and discovered new landings and important later landmarks that create the aura of Yosemite National Park. Yosemite Valley was given to the state of California in 1864, part of the continuous idea of Manifest Destiny, later, in 1890; Yosemite became one of the first National Parks (“World Book”). Uniquely, the longer Muir stayed the more that he...
Adams' love for Yosemite was portrayed through his elegant words and pure black and white images of the valley. The natural beauty of Yosemite was shared with the world through his images of unspoiled rushing streams, raging waterfalls, crystal clear lakes, lone trees and high sierra mountain peaks. In the combination of his photographs and writings, Adams demonstrated "that those who appreciate the earth's wild places have a duty and responsibility to use them wisely and well...
Yosemite and its history, young to old the story of an area of land that is doomed to be mined, forcibly stripped naked of its natural resources. In 1864 Yosemite land grant was signed into act by president Abraham Lincoln, the first area of land set aside for preservation and protection. Yosemite being a very important historical plot of land, some time ago president Theodore Roosevelt visited the park managing to disappear from the secret service with John Muir. Through the years the contrast of ideas between the industrialists and the preservationists have clashed, Yosemite’s history both interesting and mysterious but more importantly inevitable .
Located in the popular Yosemite National Park, Yosemite Falls is the tallest waterfall in California. Every year, mother nature’s breathtaking beauty attracts millions of people from around the world. People hike for three long and fatiguing hours in anticipation of witnessing forceful water rushing down the steep mountain from 2,425 feet above. Last summer, my family and I backpacked through the Yosemite Falls Trail and I came to learn what a truly exhausting experience it is.
California geography in the 1860s were wide and flat valleys with a limited population what made what the ideal crop. California physical geography in the 1860s were flat and wide in the valleys which made wheat the ideal crop ideal crop, Before the panic of 1893, wheat was “profitable agricultural commodity” (201).The central valley of California improved agricultural through the development of technology such as “planting, pulverizing the earth, spreading the seeds in one operation, and improvements on cutting and threshing of grain” (pg. 202) California physical geography led to a prosperous agricultural and diversity various types of
We were surrounded by old trees and spotted lots of cacti. We would also see a few squirrels here and there. Our trail had a view of the other side of the mountain which was stunning. We
John often left the tourists and went for a hike and went for a hike at Vernal Fall.(Wadsworth,Ginger, Page 56) John Muir has a Redwood forest in San Francisco. Many people love Muir's love for exploration, and knowledge of nature. He continued his studies of glaciers, and as he continued he came to the sense that the glaciers were the reason for the carved out valleys and the canyons of Yosemite. Though other scientists didn't believe him he kept pushing for more
Hawaii Volcanoes National Park The Hawaii Volcanoes National Park is about 30 miles southwest of Hilo. It is on the big island of Hawaii. This park is the home of Kilauea Volcano. Kilauea is one of the most active volcanoes on Earth.
We are walking across a sandy desert valley on a sunny winter day. Creosote bushes sway in the gentle breeze. The nearby mountains beckon, but our immediate objective is an intangible point on the ground ahead of us. Or maybe just to our left. The GPS tablet’s direction has suddenly shifted.
Walking through the woods never fails to clear my mind. After spending all day sitting in a stale classroom, filled with stress, confusion, and overwhelming responsibilities, taking a long stroll through the familiar woods behind my grandmother’s house lifts any worries that could ever weigh me down. I never wander through aimlessly. I always follow the trail of grass that has been deliberately cut down shorter than the rest, making it easier to tread through to the small creek at the end of the trail. The entire journey through the woods behind my grandmother’s house, there and back, first took on a whole new importance in my life during my junior year of high school.
There is no better place to admire nature’s adverse beauty, size, and diversity than the side by side Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Parks. These parks are home to not only a vast array of wildlife and forestry, but to the world’s largest living tree, the countries tallest mountain, and arguably North America’s deepest canyon. (“Harris, Ann”, 1990) These features alone make these parks a worldwide visitor attraction, where visitors can experience a new outlook of the sensational environment for which we live in. The dynamic landscape of the parks has evolved over millions of years and now preserves the largest groves of enormous sequoias. Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Parks contain various landscape features such as exfoliation domes, canyons, and caverns, along with bedrock geology from the late cretaceous batholith, and a tectonic setting similar to that of Yosemite National Park because of the
The ruckus from the bottom of the truck is unbearable, because of the noise and excessive shaking. As we slowly climbed the mountain road to reach our lovely cabin, it seemed almost impossible to reach the top, but every time we reached it safely. The rocks and deep potholes shook the truck and the people in it, like a paint mixer. Every window in the truck was rolled down so we could have some leverage to hold on and not loose our grip we needed so greatly. The fresh clean mountain air entered the truck; it smelt as if we were lost: nowhere close to home. It was a feeling of relief to get away from all the problems at home. The road was deeply covered with huge pines and baby aspen trees. Closely examining the surrounding, it looks as if it did the last time we were up here.
For those who like winter sports like skiing and snowboarding, we have just the perfect place- the remote yet very popular mountain resort called Balea Lake.
I used to go there to be alone or to dream with my eyes open admiring the blue sky or the clouds. I liked to go there to lay down on the grass, listen to the wind, kiss the flowers and watch the leaves moving. It was hard to go up the hill to get there, but I wanted to see everyday my seven trees, to see how the color of the leaves changed and to feel the softness of the grass.