I arrived in San Francisco after a 3 or 4 hour journey from Yosemite. The weather was typically sunny for the journey down and the sun was still out in force when I arrived in the city. The coach driver for the last part of the journey was one of those tiresome know it all types and loved the sound of his own voice so I was glad to get off the coach and start walking! I found my hostel quite easily as it was situated near Union Square in the heart of the downt...

After a pretty uneventful couple of days in Sacramento I took the train to Yosemite. I was up early doors, 5am in fact, the train left at 6.30am, far too early! I had a 2 hour journey up to Merced in the central Californian valley and along the way passed through a number of small country towns, Lodi, Stockton and Modesto. Along the way I spotted lots of farmhouses with old trucks rusting in the yards and endless crop fields, all of them with the morning mist sti...