We twisted down out of the Yosemite sierras and out into the broad valley toward Fresno.

Vineyards, orchards and nut groves line the road now. Along the way we traded forest fire smoke haze for dust that completely obscures the mountain ranges to the east and west.  Dirt devils swirl in the fields and anywhere farm equipment is at work just looks like a great ball of dust moving across the fields.  A bit of rain would go a long way here too.

The National Parks are a couple thousand feet higher in elevation than the valley. The sky is clear and views fantastic…..I know that but Kent was white knuckled on the steering wheel again.  189 into the Park is curly and steep.  Tomorrow we explore.