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A Bourbon Tour of Kentucky: Day 3 November 28, 2010

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Barrels aging at Heaven Hill

After a delicious breakfast in the courtyard of the Jailer’s Inn, we headed out to see the final two bourbon distilleries of our trip – Heaven Hill and Maker’s Mark.

Barrel Warehouses at Heaven Hill

Heaven Hill had a very impressive, recently built, visitors’ center just south of Bardstown. We arrived a few minutes before they were officially open, and had time to browse their History of Heaven Hill bourbon exhibits before taking our tour.

Chuck poses at Heaven Hill

There were three or so distilleries that were purchased and continued post-prohibition by the family that owns Heaven Hill. They also own or distribute quite a few other labels – we learned that Christian Brothers brandy, distilled from California grapes, is actually aged in used bourbon barrels and bottled in Kentucky.

Our guide at Heaven Hill was a good storyteller, with anecdotes about the work in the barrel warehouses (and how the workers would sample the whiskey when no one was looking), and told us about drink recipes for some of the Heaven Hill products – he was particularly fond of Pama pomegranate liquor.

Deep inside the Heaven Hill barrel warehouse

The white dog for Heaven Hill is actually distilled in Louisville, so we only toured the barrel warehouses there, but we got to go into the very center of the barrel warehouse instead of just staying near the perimeter. We also got to see the barrel elevator and learn about various cooperage tools. The grounds of Heaven Hill were well-manicured, with a family sculpted out of bourbon barrels and a butterfly garden in full bloom.

The Barrel Family

The tasting room was super-slick – there is a giant bourbon barrel shaped room in the middle of the gift shop, and the tasting was inside at a circular bar.

Top-secret barrel shaped tasting bar

We had samples of two bourbons – Elijah Craig 18-year-old bourbon and Evan Williams single barrel bourbon; the glasses were placed on special lighted pedestals so we could see the color of the bourbon more clearly. Before tasting the bourbons, we did a scent experiment – each person had two scent canisters and we had to guess what the scents were; we then analyzed the scent of the bourbons, and added a few drops of water to observe how that changed the aroma.

Barrel Aging at Heaven Hill

Saturday lunch was barbecue, at a little place outside of Bardstown that I found in a Nelson County visitors guide that I picked up at Heaven Hill. There was no official address, just directions to go two miles past the junction of two roads. It was definitely a very local place, with a meat smoker in the parking lot, checkered plastic tablecloths, and laminated plastic menus.

Tasty barbeque lunch

The ad claimed that they were famous for pork, so I ordered a rib tip dinner, and Chuck had a pulled pork sandwich. With “unsweet” tea and sides of cole slaw and baked beans, I had quite a good plate of food – the rib tips were darkly smoked and very tender – the bits of bone on them were so soft that they had almost turned to gelatin!

Former distillery of Heaven Hill

After lunch we headed south again toward Maker’s Mark, passing the remains of the burnt-down former Heaven Hill distillery on the way. Maker’s Mark was the busiest of all the distilleries we visited, and had a well built-out tourist infrastructure to go with it – it’s basically the Disneyland of bourbon distilleries.

On the grounds at Maker's Mark

There was the Toll Gate Cafe at the beginning of the property (formerly a real toll booth!), and portraits hanging on the walls of the visitors’ center came alive and started talking as we walked through the room; there were 30-40 people leaving on tours every ten minutes. All of the buildings were black wood with red trim, adding to the Disneyland impression with well manicured grounds and immaculate upkeep.

At Maker's Mark

It was a pretty comprehensive tour – we saw the fermenting tanks – 12 feet high and 12 feet in diameter, a few older wooden tanks and some newer stainless steel ones – as well and the stills. I was impressed by how close we were to all of the equipment controls – I could have reached out to press buttons and pull levers!

Chuck uses a distillation tank as a mirror

Fermenting Tank at Maker's Mark

We also visited the barrel warehouse, where we learned that Maker’s Mark is the only distillery that still rotates barrels, moving them from top to bottom throughout their aging period to ensure uniform aging characteristics through all of the barrels. We also saw the bottling line, where the signature wax-dipping of the bottles happens.

Wax-dipping Christmas ornaments at Maker's Mark

While we visited, a few workers were dipping wax-topped Christmas ornaments. The tour ended through a back wall of the barrel warehouse into the gift shop, where we tasted Maker’s Mark and Maker’s 46, which is classic Maker’s Mark aged with extra toasted French Oak staves. Maker’s 46 had a nice smooth flavor, but can’t be officially called bourbon because of the non-standard aging process.

Bourbon samples!

After our tour of Maker’s mark we headed back to Bardstown for the evening, where we dined at Kreso’s Restaurant, indulged in ice cream at Banana Moon, and stayed at the Red Rose Inn, another B&B two blocks down from the Jailer’s Inn. This was our final day of bourbon touring, and we felt well-educated in the ways of bourbon by the end!

Relaxing at the Red Rose Inn in Bardstown

 

A Bourbon Tour of Kentucky: Day 2 October 16, 2010

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Wild Turkey Distillery

 

On Bourbon Tour 2010: Day 2, we traveled from Lexington to Bardstown. Our first stop of the day was Wild Turkey, a bonus distillery we added to the itinerary after squeezing in two tours on Thursday.

 

Me with the Wild Turkey sign

 

We arrived around 11am, and a sign on the door said the next scheduled tour was at 12:30, but there were enough visitors that an extra tour was added to the schedule, and we only had to wait for about 15 minutes.

 

Care for a Turkey Ride while you wait?

 

Where Buffalo Trace celebrated its colonial-era roots, Wild Turkey was an homage to the industrial revolution – giant metal buildings loom above the road as you approach the turnoff to the distillery, and its easy to imaging the grounds as they were in the late 1800s.

 

Our first view of Wild Turkey

 

Wild Turkey was on summer shutdown, but the tour was still thorough. We followed giant yellow turkey tracks through the grounds to see the giant steel fermenters and tall red grain silo.

 

Following the turkey tracks...

 

We also got a great look at the column still used in the first of two distillations.

 

Column Still

 

The barrel warehouses at Wild Turkey were light-colored metal, and there were a lot of them – Wild Turkey appeared to be a much higher-volume distillery than the others we’d  visited thus far. I asked if each barrel was tasted before bottling, as our tour guide at Woodford Reserve said happened there, and was told that at Wild Turkey they just sample one barrel from each rick to determine whether its ready for production.

 

Barrel Warehouse at Wild Turkey

 

 

Wild Turkey Barrel Stamp

 

We got to sample two bourbons each at Wild Turkey, so between the two of us we sampled Rare Breed (the barrel-proof version of Wild Turkey), Russel’s Reserve 10-year aged bourbon, and Kentucky Spirit, a single-barrel bourbon.

 

Tasting bar at Wild Turkey

 

Even though we’d originally planned to skip it, we were glad to have stopped at Wild Turkey since it was so different from the other tours we took.

We stopped for lunch in Lawrenceburg, a fairly small town in central KY, and happened to park right in front of Heavens to Betsy, a small bakery / lunch counter serving yummy sandwiches, quiches, cookies and cake. The tomato pie and double chocolate cake were especially good!

 

Heavens To Betsy, a great lunch spot in Lawrenceburg

 

 

Chuck especially loved the chocolate cake!

 

Distillery #4 was Four Roses, a brand which had been available on oversees for about 40 years until just a few years ago, and one which I wasn’t familiar with before we visited.

 

Vistor Center at Four Roses

 

Their bottle design for the higher-end bourbons is very elegant, with the four-rose emblem molded into the glass. Four Roses was also on summer shutdown, but they gave a good tour that really emphasized they technology behind their distilling process.

 

Model of the distilling process

 

We learned that they have 10 different base bourbons that they blend to make their products – five grain bills * 2 strains of yeast – and all 10 bourbons go into their yellow-label product. This was very different from the other distilleries we visited – Woodford Reserve had only one recipe, Buffalo Trace had two, and Wild Turkey used one for their five bourbon labels and one for their two rye liquors.

 

The (not-so) secret formulas!

 

We also learned about the testing that Four Roses performs on the corn that is brought to the distillery, including the 15-second microwave test for corn, which they use to check the aroma. We even got to peek inside the receiving lab to see the where the corn-testing magic happens.

 

Grain Receiving area

 

 

Inside the grain lab

 

 

Inside the grain lab

 

Their video was also very tech-oriented, showing us the inner workings of a column still and the production-line software they use to control the fermenting and distillation. It was quite a contrast to the other tours, which emphasized the human aspect of the bourbon production and the artisanal skills of their master distillers.

 

Inside the column still

 

 

Four Roses: a box for sampling the distillate

 

 

A view of the grounds at Four Roses

 

The Four Roses tour was also the only one without a barrel warehouse visit, as those were all off-site. They did emphasize how their warehouses were the only single-story ones – six ricks high – so that the heat level was more consistent throughout and the bourbon therefore ages more consistently as well.

 

Me on the bourbon-barrel swing at Four Roses

 

 

Chuck on the barrel-swing

 

At Four Roses we got to taste their single-barrel bourbon as well as a 10- or 12-year aged bourbon.

 

Four Roses Barrel Stamp

 

After we left Four Roses we drove to Bardstown, which was smaller and less pedestrian/tourist-rich than I had imagined. In California there would have been art galleries, cafes, antique stores and gift shops on every block, but Bardstown only had a few points of interest.

 

Jailer's Inn, Bardstown

 

We stayed at the Jailer’s Inn, the old county jail (operational for about 200 years, until the 1980′s) turned into a Bed & Breakfast. We stayed in the “Library Room”, which was nicely appointed with a sitting area and comfy (if somewhat creaky) bed.

The old town cemetery and schoolhouse were also just behind the inn, so we wandered around looking at remnants of historic Bardstown for a while.

 

The old town cemetery

 

 

Grave of a Pennsylvanian who fought in the Revolutionary War

 

 

Sometimes the grave-marker math is not so good...

 

 

A very small school house

 

For dinner, we went to The Old Talbott Tavern, conveniently located right next door to the B&B. The tavern was a fun place to enjoy some Kentucky specialties – we tried Burgoo, Kentucky’s signature stew, and Hot Brown, an open-faced sandwich with turkey, ham, cheese, bacon, and tomato.

 

Fountain near the Bardstown city hall

 

 

A Bourbon Tour of Kentucky: Day 1 September 25, 2010

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Welcome to Bourbon Country!

Fresh off the overnight flight from San Diego to Lexington through Atlanta, we arrived in the land of horses and bourbon. Statues of horses greeted us as we exited the airport, and we were drove past rolling hills, thoroughbred ranches and racetracks on our way to touring the bourbon distilleries. Our first stop was breakfast at Doughdaddy’s Doughnuts, the local go-to doughnut shop. I had a cream-filled, caramel-iced long john, which was kind of like a breakfast made of candy corn.

How to stay awake after the redeye? Coffee and doughnuts!

Buffalo Trace, north of Frankfort was the first distillery we visited on the trip. Our initial impression was of brick buildings, a well-kept garden, and the on-site playground – the seem very invested in keeping the history of the distillery alive.

Buffalo Trace Distillery

Unlike some of the other distilleries, Buffalo Trace is in production throughout the summer, and workers were buzzing around on ATVs. We walked around the garden and historical buildings while waiting for the tour, with the help of a self-guided tour sheet from the visitors center.

Gardens at Buffalo Trace

Chuck examines Thunder, the buffalo who used to be a tree.

Our tour guide told us stories about the history of Bourbon and the settling of Kentucky, when plots of land were offered to settlers of the frontier in exchange for an acre’s worth of corn, and the settlers found that distilling corn into whiskey was a convenient way to get the required amount back to Virginia.

Brick barrel warehouse at Buffalo Trace

We got our first musty-oaky-bourbon scented peek into a barrel warehouse on the tour as well. We learned how the flavor of the bourbon depends on the hot-cold cycles of the Kentucky seasons drawing the liquid in and out of the charred barrels, and that the position of the barrels in the warehouse affects the heat fluctuations the barrel experiences and therefore the final flavor of the bourbon.

Inside the barrel warehouse at Buffalo Trace

We also got to watch the hand-bottling process for the Blanton’s Single Barrel Bourbon, and earned a trip to the tasting room!

Labels for Blanton's Single-Barrel Bourbon

We got to try White Dog, the liquor that goes into the barrels and comes out years later as bourbon, as well as Buffalo Trace bourbon and one of their higher-proof reserve bourbons. Our first bourbon tour was a success!

Tasting Buffalo Trace Bourbon

Chuck with Buffalo Trace Bourbon

After Buffalo Trace, we had lunch at White Castle, the famed mid-west chain of steamed mini-burgers and cult-like devotion (if the Food Network is to be believed).

White Castle

We weren’t terribly impressed with the food, but now we at least know what we’re missing. The cheeseburger had a certain mushy-steamy appeal, but the “chicken ring” sandwich really didn’t. The sweet tea was pleasingly strong and sweet though.

Burgers in Boxes

Following lunch, we visited our second distillery of the day – Woodford Reserve!

Woodford Reserve

The distillery is owned by a multi-national conglomerate, and the slick visitors center seemed to reflect the corporate ownership, but the rest of the operation seemed small-scale and true to its hand-crafted roots.

Fermenting Mash

We got to see barrels on their rolling tracks, bubbling tanks of fermenting mash, and the set of copper stills used in their triple-distillation process.

Copper Still at Woodford Reserve

The barrel ends are marked with stylized versions of the triple stills, probably my favorite barrel stamp of the ones we saw on tour.

Woodford Reserve Barrel stamp

In the bottling room, we got to watch the bungs being drilled and barrels emptied into the bottling tank, and see the bottling production line in action.

Emptying the bourbon barrel

Filling the bottles

Cork Elevator!

There was also a very cute orange and white cat prowling around as we toured the warehouses and bottling room.

The distillery cat!

Woodford Reserve bourbon and chocolate tasting

We spent the night in Lexington, with dinner at the Horse and Barrel pub, where we sampled a few more bourbons as well as the local beer, Kentucky Bourbon Barrel Ale, and I had a delicious (and giant!) prime rib sandwich.

Impressive selection of bourbons at the Horse and Barrel

Single-barrel bourbon sampler

We stayed at the Lyndon House Bed and Breakfast, where we had a spacious suite in which to sleep off our travel-induced weariness, followed by a delicious breakfast the next morning.

Lyndon House

 

Yosemite Hike: Clouds Rest September 20, 2009

Yosemite Flashback #5: Clouds Rest, September 20, 2008:

Half Dome and beyond, from Clouds Rest summit

Half Dome and beyond, from Clouds Rest summit

Clouds Rest was the final long hike (and final overall hike!) of our Yosemite trip. Because our hiking guide claims that it is 14 miles rounds trip and over 3200 feet of elevation gain, I was really kind of dreading the hike, but the sheer joy of climbing the final ascent of Clouds Rest and the incredible views from the top, where it feels like you’re looking down on the whole world, made it all worthwhile.

Scenery near the beginning of Clouds Rest hike

Scenery near the beginning of Clouds Rest hike

This was another hike that started near Tuolumne Meadows, so we woke up early and left the lodge around 7am to arrive at the trailhead around 8:15. The trailhead was already crowded when we arrived, a mix of day-hikers getting an early Saturday start and people camping in the wilderness and even in the parking lot.

Scenery near the trailhead

Scenery near the trailhead

We started from the Sunrise trailhead, as our hiking book seemed to suggest a phantom “Tenaya Lake” trailhead that we were simply unable to find. We started our hike, with the initial sign promising us 7.1 miles to Clouds Rest, starting off in a pine forest as so many of these hikes do. We passed a mini-meadow, traipsed along a flat trail, then descended a little bit after about half a mile.

A pretty pond along the Clouds Rest Trail

A pretty pond along the Clouds Rest Trail

the other end of the alpine pond

the other end of the alpine pond

After some minor undulations, we began the first of two eeevil uphill sections that I had been dreading based on the trail profiles in our book – this ascent was shown as a mile and a half of steep climbing. It started out on a mild ascent, a sandy pine-covered trail climbing slowly onto a rockier ridge. After some climbing on the rocks, we soon came to…steps! I do really dislike steps on trails, but I was already in ultra-slow mode, prepared for the mile-and-a-half long slog I believed this to be. We made our way ever so slowly along the rocky trail, stairs intermingled with rocky inclines, upward and onward until finally the ascent started to lessen, rocks and stairs fading into another shady wooded trail. Right about then, when I had hope of reaching the top soon, the top of the ridge in sight, Chuck said that we still had almost half the climb to go, and I fell into despair at the thought. Alas it was a false panic, created by the ridiculous exaggeration of our hiking book, and we truly were only about a tenth of a mile short of the ridge.

Our first view of Clouds Rest from the trail

Our first view of Clouds Rest from the trail

We reached the junction at the top at 2.5 miles from the trailhead, instead of the 2.9 miles the book would have us believe, and took a break for a snack on top of the hill. Shortly after the junction, we descended steeply for about 300 feet of elevation – it wasn’t nearly as steep as the descent to the base of North Dome, but we could tell it would hurt a little on the way back! From there the trail had a few more undulations, past a peaceful looking pond (well below its high water mark so late in the season) and a few “creeklets” that actually did still have water; we then climbed steeply up again for a few minutes before settling into a more gentle slope for our final long ascent to the base of Clouds Rest.

Chuck and I at the beginning of the final ascent

Chuck and I at the beginning of the final ascent

As we passed the final trail junction, we noticed something peculiar – according to the trail signs, the distance to Clouds Rest from the trailhead kept increasing! First it was 7.1 miles, then 2.5 to the trailhead and 4.7 to the summit (for a total of 7.2 miles), then finally it was 5.3 miles to the trailhead and 2.5 to Clouds Rest – a total of 7.8 miles! Either someone is bad at math, or the Clouds Rest trail exists in some sort of space warp. That was both odd and somewhat discouraging, but we kept trekking onward.

Me climbing to the top of Clouds Rest

Me climbing to the top of Clouds Rest

Before too long, we got our first glimpse of Clouds Rest from the trail, and it certainly appeared to be close enough to inspire us to keep moving!

Chuck ascending to Clouds Rest summit

Chuck ascending to Clouds Rest summit

We rounded the ridge and started approaching the east shoulder of Clouds Rest, ascending up the rocky shoulder then dropping a little to the side until we came to a spot just below the summit trail, where some hikers waited for their companions to return from the top. From the summit trail sign location it was perfectly clear that reaching the summit would be ultra-fun, and much less scary than Half Dome.

Ascending Clouds Rest summit

Ascending Clouds Rest summit

The ascent stretched out before us, a series of ever higher granite pillows flattening each other as they led up to the top. We set off on the summit path gleefully, each slowly finding our path up the final ridge. For a while I stuck to a lower path on the right, but as I became more comfortable I started to walk along the highest part of the ridge. That was quite exhilarating, as the cliff edge seemed to fall away rapidly on either side.

View from top of CLouds Rest I

View from top of CLouds Rest I

I was still enjoying the top-of-the-world feeling as we reached the summit, where we again had amazing views of Half Dome (to our west this time) plus the Sierras and the previously unseen Merced River valley.

View from top of Clouds Rest II

View from top of Clouds Rest II

View from the top of CLouds Rest III

View from the top of Clouds Rest III

We fought off some bees as we ate our sandwiches at the summit, and enjoyed the windy views for a while before heading back down.

Me at the top of Clouds rest

Me at the top of Clouds Rest

Chuck at the top of Clouds Rest

Chuck at the top of Clouds Rest

As we descended, we passed a few more people making the trek out to Cloud’s Rest, and tried to give them encouragement to reach the top. (The summit, by the way, was only 6.1 miles from the trailhead according to our GPS, nearly a mile shorter then the most conservative sign claimed – bizarre!).

The pine-flanked trail on the way back...

The pine-flanked trail on the way back...

On our way down, I almost stepped on a chipmunk that Chuck spotted – it was upside down with hind legs sticking our of a hole on the trail, then it suddenly broke free and darted right past me to hide in a tree.

Gooey sap on tree trunk

Gooey sap on tree trunk

We made sure to stop for lots of pictures of the high sierra scenery on the return trip – topping out at over 9900 feet, this was our highest hike by about 500 feet over Lembert Dome.

High-Sierra scenery

High-Sierra scenery

We fortified ourselves with some beef jerky before the big ascent back to the trail junctions, and only stopped to let descending hikers pass as we trudged up our last big hill.

an alpine meadow

an alpine meadow

Moments later on the perilous (to my ankles) mile-long descent, I was actually surprised that I made it up that ascent with so few stops along the way. Certainly descending was faster than the steep climb up, but picking our way safely through the rocky switchbacks was still tiring going downhill.

A few wildflowers still blooming in the meadow

A few wildflowers still blooming in the meadow

Once we reached the bottom, we had only a few minor undulations and a tricky trail junction (I almost went the wrong way! GPS to the rescue) left, and we found our was back to the car triumphantly, happy with the twelve mile trek and our cloudless trip to Clouds Rest.

Rocky terrain and bendy trees

Rocky terrain and bendy trees

 

Yosemite Hike: Sentinel Dome and Taft Point September 14, 2009

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Yosemite Flashback #4: Sentinel Dome, Taft Point, Glacier Point, September 19, 2008:

Yosemite Valley from Glacier Point

Yosemite Valley from Glacier Point

On our “rest day” between big hikes, we headed out to Glacier Point Road on the south side of Yosemite Valley to tackle Sentinel Dome and Taft Point, two small hikes starting at the same trailhead just a few miles away from Glacier Point. Since I was feeling kind of lazy and Sentinel Dome sounded like the harder of the two from our books, we did that one first.

First view of Sentinel Dome from the trail

First view of Sentinel Dome from the trail

From the trailhead, we followed the Sentinel Dome trail east through a lightly-forested ridge, the trail mostly flat or gently ascending. After about half a mile, we scampered across an exposed granite bank, then up through the pine-covered base as we walked around to the east of the dome.

Peek-a-boo! View fo Half Dome through the pine trees

Peek-a-boo! View fo Half Dome through the pine trees

Already enjoying good views of Half Dome to our right, we walked up to the Dome itself, finding spectacular views and a lot of wind at the summit.

The Sentinel Dome summit "trail"

The Sentinel Dome summit "trail"

Me climbing to the top of Sentinel Dome

Me climbing to the top of Sentinel Dome

From the top of Sentinel Dome, you get a 360 degree view of Yosemite and the Sierras; since the day was fairly clear, we got incredible glimpses of high peaks in the distance, and we had fun identifying the, using the circular brass plaque erected on the top of the dome. This was a great hike, probably with the biggest view-vs-effort payoff of any hike we did. We took lots of pictures (with Pandora!) at the top, then headed back down the trail to start on our other hike.

View from Sentinel Dome I

View from Sentinel Dome I

View from Sentinel Dome II

View from Sentinel Dome II

View from Sentinel Dome III

View from Sentinel Dome III

View from Sentinel Dome IV

View from Sentinel Dome IV

Me on Sentinel Dome

Me on Sentinel Dome

Pandora points the way to Taft Point

Pandora points the way to Taft Point

The trail to Taft Point was more forested than the one to Sentinel Dome, and it headed generally downhill until descending more sharply down a ridge to an exposed rocky outcrop.

Trail to Taft Point

Trail to Taft Point

Walking along the edge of the outcrop, we came to The Fissures, a set of cracks in the cliff that were large enough to climb (or fall!) into if we had been feeling especially brave or crazy. For all that our book describes them as “five vertical, parallel fractures”, I was somehow expecting them to be far more numerous or grand than they actually were.

View from near the Fissures

View from near the Fissures

Me on an outcropping near Taft Point

Me on an outcropping near Taft Point

We headed out to the little railed overlook (it seemed much scarier looking down, as the rock seemed to fall away underneath), then around to another outcropping just below the point, where we got to screech “Nevermore” at some ravens.

Nevermore!

Nevermore!

The view from Taft Point and and thereabout was nice, but compared to the spectacular panorama of Sentinel Dome it didn’t quite generate the same lelvel of excitement. After walking back to the car, we drove over to Glacier Point, stopping along the way for pictures at an overlook with views to the east and south.

Pandora peers to the southeast

Pandora peers to the southeast

Chuck takes in the view

Chuck takes in the view

Glacier Point was a Grand Canyon-like viewpoint with a mini-geology center, amphitheater and gift shop. The main destination is a railed-in section of cliff where you can gaze down all the features of the valley below.

View fo Yosemite Valley from Glacier Point

View of Yosemite Valley from Glacier Point

View of Clouds Rest from Glacier Point

View of Clouds Rest from Glacier Point

 

 
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