Well, paragliding is the coolest thing ever. And San Francisco is one of the best places. To save cash I slept in my car near the launch site Friday and Saturday night. This was illegal, as a friendly officer was kind enough to point out at 3am Sunday morning. He then asked if I had any outstanding warrants. I said I didn't think so, but he should probably check. Seeing that I was obviously not from around there, he decided to let my violation of the city ordinance slide.
Here are the paragliding pics.

After paragliding on Sunday, I hit up Yosemite for a couple nights. It was beautiful. I saw 2 rattlesnakes, a deer, and lots of really friendly squirrels.

Here's the lovely granite scenery:


Here's the pool I swam in. The smooth rock above the pool was slippery enough with the water to allow sliding into the pool. Way too exciting.


Here I am relaxing in my hammock:


And here I am after my sunset one-way conversation with Almighty God, who pretended not to exist. Sure fooled me.