Hetchy; though in any other country many of them would
be regarded as wonders. But it is the cascades
or sloping falls on the main river that are the crowning
glory of the canyon, and these in volume, extent and
variety surpass those of any other canyon in the Sierra.
The most showy and interesting of them are mostly
in the upper part of the canyon, above the point of
entrance of Cathedral Creek and Hoffman Creek.
For miles the river is one wild, exulting, on-rushing
mass of snowy purple bloom, spreading over glacial
waves of granite without any definite channel, gliding
in magnificent silver plumes, dashing and foaming
through huge boulder-dams, leaping high into the air
in wheel-like whirls, displaying glorious enthusiasm,
tossing from side to side, doubling, glinting, singing
in exuberance of mountain energy.
Every one who is anything of a mountaineer should
go on through the entire length of the canyon, coming
out by Hetch Hetchy. There is not a dull step
all the way. With wide variations, it is a Yosemite
Valley from end to end.
Besides these main, far-reaching, much-seeing excursions
from the main central camp, there are numberless,
lovely little saunters and scrambles and a dozen or
so not so very little. Among the best of these
are to Lambert and Fair View Domes; to the topmost
spires of Cathedral Peak, and to those of the North
Church, around the base of which you pass on your
way to Mount Conness; to one of the very loveliest
of the glacier-meadows imbedded in the pine woods
about three miles north of the Soda Springs, where
forty-two years ago I spent six weeks. It trends
east and west, and you can find it easily by going
past the base of Lambert’s Dome to Dog Lake
and thence up northward through the woods about a
mile or so; to the shining rock-waves full of ice-burnished,
feldspar crystals at the foot of the meadows; to Lake
Tenaya; and, last but not least, a rather long and
very hearty scramble down by the end of the meadow
along the Tioga road toward Lake Tenaya to the crossing
of Cathedral Creek, where you turn off and trace the
creek down to its confluence with the Tuolumne.
This is a genuine scramble much of the way but one
of the most wonderfully telling in its glacial rock-forms
and inscriptions.
If you stop and fish at every tempting lake and stream
you come to, a whole month, or even two months, will
not be too long for this grand High Sierra excursion.
My own Sierra trip was ten years long.
Other Trips From The Valley
Short carriage trips are usually made in the early
morning to Mirror Lake to see its wonderful reflections
of the Half Dome and Mount Watkins; and in the afternoon
many ride down the Valley to see the Bridal Veil rainbows
or up the river canyon to see those of the Vernal
Fall; where, standing in the spray, not minding getting
drenched, you may see what are called round rainbows,
when the two ends of the ordinary bow are lengthened
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