Bridalveil Fall in Yosemite Valley is arguably the prettiest waterfall in California (I think so). It's certainly popular. Dad and I had to park far away and hike up to the viewing platform where we jostled for standing room with a big crowd of visitors. It was like being at Woodstock.
Speaking of Woodstock, we're very close to observing the 50th anniversary of that signature cultural event. It happened years before I was born, but my dad remembers hearing about it as a child. He describes his age cohort as being too young to go to Woodstock, too old for MTV.
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