Nothing too ambitious in the way of photographs. I think my companions were more aggressive and creative, but this was my first "take it seriously” introduction to non street photography, my exploratory trip (my excuses for my results). Will I go back on my own and spend, say, a week exploring and refining technique? Bring additional equipment? Check into the same motel (providing they get their Wi Fi fixed) and take more of those baths in that big enormous tub with the water jets? Get up before sunrise (as I noticed other photographers were doing) and wait for that exact moment when the face of the cliff is the right shade of orange?

Probably not, but there are other rationalizations I can make to call me back. That woman I noticed with the photographer's backpack sitting alone at lunch. Interesting looking woman I thought, before I noticed the backpack and camera gear, she reminds me of someone I wanted to know better here in Oakland. Too young, as it happens, for me to say more than hello, but a useful reverie when rationalizations are required to get you off your butt. Sixty-six reasons to go to Yosemite boiled down to a woman with a photographer's backpack and an enigmatic smile. Pathetic, of course, but useful when you need a boost to get your blood going.

This evening we cooked spaghetti in one of the motel rooms and watched episodes of “The IT Crowd”, an English television series to which the one Englishman in our group is serious addicted followed by Mr. Wodehouse's Wooster and Jeeves. We are, after all, serious and mature techies and beyond any thought of watching old Star Trek episodes while we're on vacation.