Editor Richard Loller generously added this Yosemite reminiscence to his Preservation Foundation site. When you take teenagers to mountains where bears reside, they will inevitably meet. Here’s the link:
Michael and I squeezed in an October trip to the Sierras this year. We pulled in to the Caples Lake campground on the heels of the season’s first storm – not much below, but wild enough up high. I wrote the poem below while a muscular wind played patty-cake with Michael’s best tent. It’s the worse for wear, believe me. We walked a section of the PCT the next day in perfect weather.
You all know by now of my long enchantment with Yosemite. It’s ongoing and continues to spark my writing. Here’s a just published Yosemite poem I’d like to share:
Photo by Ed Haskell
Not so many years ago, my kids sat around campfires listening to ghost stories told by Ed McKean, among others. Ed’s “The Big Stump Ghost” was pretty silly, but it was one of their favorites and got retold unnumbered times. If he ever changed a detail, they called him on it! My version is not much like Ed’s, but it captures his story-telling style pretty well. Take a peek at it on Kids’ Book Review: