Getting to Yosemite National Park took us through a pretty interesting historical tour of California. On Highway 99, as we passed trucks full of red bliss potatoes, I had flashbacks to East of Eden. Even though that took place in the Salinas Valley, the Central Valley has the same agricultural ambition and potential ruin. (Selma proclaims it’s the Raisin Capital of the World and one of the main roads in Tulare is Prosperity Avenue.) From there, we turned onto Highway 41, where we went through the tiny Gold Rush town of Coarsegold. That place boasts tourist diversions including gold panning tours and treasure hunts! When we reached Curry Village, in Yosemite Valley and found out the lady who took our reservation over the phone several weeks ago apparently forgot to include the last night we intended to stay, we were pretty upset. But how can you look at El Capitan in the evening light and get upset at the mistakes of man?