On September 19-21, the Young Adults had many, many members go to Yosemite. Thank you, Maggie, for your reflection about your trip.
The Young Adults Group at St. Dominic’s organizes a great weekend every year for the 20-30’s of the community, and this year I got to go! The planned itinerary was perfect for me: a little bit of structure, lots of freedom, and plenty of “optional” items. We started the weekend off with a great car ride full of new friends we met via the nifty Google doc used for carpooling. With anticipation mounting and the sun setting, we approached beautiful Yosemite. We arrived to smiling faces and comfy beds (essential), complete with some general instructions about avoiding bears and utilizing ear plugs.
Saturday morning we awoke to hot coffee, breakfast, and 70 new smiling faces! 3 hikes were offered that day, one of which took us up to beautiful Glacier Point, which provided a breathtaking view of Yosemite Valley (“we used to be all the way down there!”) and a perfect vista point to eat our lunches. A new friend and I found our own way down (yay freedom), complete with an ice-cold swim and warm rainfall as we entered the camp at dusk. There were hot showers, delicious burgers, and a fire to greet us as we entered camp. Later that evening we gathered around the campfire for a community Rosary, great music, and fellowship.
Sunday morning we all traveled to the Yosemite visitor center to attend Mass. It was an awesome way to end such a special weekend. After gathering a few souvenirs from the shops and saying good-byes, we packed in our cars to enjoy the last remnants of the gorgeous Yosemite views and head home.
Beautiful! I’ve stood on that exact place a few times. Nice flashbacks! What I remember most is the feeling of achievement in being one of the ones that was blessed to actually hike there and make it 🙂 dk
Thank you Maggie for sharing your experience in Yosemite.
Remember to say a prayer in thanksgiving for the San Francisco major water source from Tuolumne Meadows.
Compassion is preferable to cleanliness. Reflect that with a little soap I can easily clean my bed covers, but even with a torrent of tears I would never wash from my soul the stain that my harshness toward the unfortunate would create.
St. Martin de Porres