On our way into Yosemite, the most well-known national park in California, we passed through ten miles of Inyo National Park on the front end, which for whatever reason, still felt like the more beautiful, more calming park by comparison. But it didn’t really seem to matter which park we were in when it came to wildlife sightings. We looked high and low, drove for hours upon hours, over valleys and across mountains, never seeing anything more than ants, a couple of crows, and a squirrel. Nature was pretty quiet today in eastern Cali.
