Today I spent my morning well, getting up nice and early to catch the first cable car of the day, up some of the insanely steep hills of San Francisco.
While the cable cars themselves were nice, and historic, I misjudged where the stops were, so got off at the end of the line, and realised that the hill we had just gone down at a hilarious angle, I now had to walk up again!!
The houses were all set on crazy angles, and looked straight out of "That's so Raven", so I didn't hate the walk as much as I thought I was going to, and got back to the hostel in good time.
I took a few last photos from the backyard of the hostel across the bridge and Alcatraz, and headed off.
The drive to Yosemite is only about 280km, and I allowed about 3 hours to get there, thinking I would be there by 1pm, and would be able to scope out which sites I would be hiking the next day. I didn't realise it's the memorial day weekend and that a billion people would all be headed there too.
I didn't get to Yosemite until after 5pm, stuck in traffic, and all of the campsites and lodges were booked out.
Fortunately, there was an unofficial RV park nearby, so I parked near a huge group of people who turned out to be a family. Around 30 people, and they could not have been more accommodating, offering me food and smores, and playing card games by the firelight well into the night.
Tomorrow, an early start for Yosemite xx