Monday, November 28, 2005

Oh, Wawona, where the wind comes sweeping 'cross the plains...

The next day, Thanksgiving, those of us staying in the valley headed down to the Wawona Hotel in the southern part of Yosemite Nat'l Park to have dinner with those staying in Wawona. I've never stopped, although when I used to come into Yosemite from SoCal, I would often (usually?) see deer grazing on the golf course in the twilight hours.

I tried to take a picture of the golf course, but couldn't get anything decent. Let's just say that it looked green, and that there were people out there chasing tiny little balls around, like squirrels who lost the nuts that they buried in anticipation of winter.

In addition to the golf course amenities, the Wawona Hotel buildings and grounds have a spa-like feel to them. Like somewhere you might go to take the waters...if you were misinformed, since the only waters there are in the pool during the summer.

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