can i just say:
hiking 9 miles of steep trail at 6000 or so feet your first day up from sea level is a good way to find out at what point your lungs and legs will fail.
besides the euphoria of exhaustion and altitude the best thing about yosemite in the summer is the coyotes that stroll through suburbanite-clogged pathways without a care.
chipmunks are sublime.
middle america still frightens me and i don't understand why anyone would plan a summer vacation to be around vast numbers of it even if the adjacent scenery were spectacular.
conifers make me feel at home.