Don’t worry, we caught it.
We did not let the iphone get cast away in the rapids, although that would have made for a very interesting story and blog post. My legs were like jelly and I held on to the camera, and myself, for dear life.
We left Nevada Falls at about 2:30 and at that point, I had been holding my bladder for the past three hours.
Let me tell you something. Holding your bladder while constantly being around rapids and waterfalls is no walk in the park. But what’s a girl to do? I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy to see an outhouse in my entire life. After that, I was a whole new person and ready to conquer the final rocky three miles.
Other than Nevada Falls, I think my favorite part of the hike was coming alongside Vernal Falls close to the end. Picture just being blasted in the face with icy cold water while looking down at hundreds of feet of waterfall and rocks below you.
It was sort of like rain pouring on you while running a very long distance in South Florida.
I’m proud to say I only slipped once during the entire hike, and have a very large bruise the shape of a heart on my left bicep to show for it. But it makes me feel hardcore, you know? We finally made it back to Camp around 5:00 and I immediately threw myself on the bed and triumphantly inhaled three large squares of Lindt Sea Salt Chocolate. Nothing has ever, ever, EVER tasted so good.
And then I took a shower. And it felt amazing….other than the fact that I couldn’t feel my legs. I put on a cute sundress and thought of all of you who laughed at me when I proclaimed I was packing a dress for a camping trip.
Cute sundresses are always necessary, especially after hiking for seven hours.
We went to dinner at the campsite and I proceeded to drink half a bottle of Bella Syrah (in dixie cup fashion) while housing a huge cheeseburger and chicken wings in record time.
I don’t want to hear it. You try hiking a mountain in the heat for seven hours and then tell me you don’t want a big juicy burger and some hot wings in your life. Actually, I’m just going to go off and say it: I think a passion for hot wings was reawakened in my soul that very moment.
I can’t stop thinking about them. So perfect and greasy with creamy blue cheese dressing. My heart!
After we ate, we took the shuttle over to the Ahwannee Hotel to see how the other half lives.
And then we drank more wine.
And I started to get delirious and make anteater noises while slurping up pretend ants from the table.
We decided ice cream was the only viable option and I made best friends with the founding mother of our camp!
After that I was put to bed.