The weekend was awesome indeed! On Friday afternoon, Daniel and I made the 4-hour drive from Santa Clara to
Yosemite National Park. We arrived to Foresta around 10 p.m. where we met Juliana and Bryan at their place.
It’s been 11 years since the last time we (Juliana and me) saw each other, it was in Yosemite as well and we were a young pair of dirtbag climbers looking for any opportunity to have fun. We had a long “catch up” conversation along with a couple of beers, remembering the good old days…

The temps have been very high in
The Valley and there have been a lot of fires as well, so on Saturday morning we opted to drive all the way to
Tuolumne Meadows. We hiked to the base of
Cathedral Peak, just to witness the crowds (~8 parties) hanging and messing around the first pitches of the wall.
It was almost noon so we decided to hike down a little bit to have a swim at Budd Lake then come back later in the afternoon, when the sunlight wouldn’t hit the rock directly and the crowds would be almost reaching the peak’s summit. So we did, and after 3 hours of fun climbing via the Southeast Buttress route and some variations (7 pitches up to 5.7), we made it to the summit. I took the lead in front of Daniel while Juliana free soloed the entire route. What a beautiful climb, a true Yosemite classic!
We scrambled down the summit around 6 p.m then hiked all the way back to the car, we were tired but really happy of the awesome day we just had. Juliana was meeting Bryan at the
YOSAR campground, they were planing to do some more climbing at Toulumne on Sunday morning. Daniel and I on the other hand, wanted to visit The Valley the following day so we said goodbye to Juliana and headed towards
Mono Lake to camp out of the Park boundaries for the night.

This morning we had a nice breakfast back at the Toulumne lodge before driving to The Valley floor. Around noon we arrived there, the temperature was really high, leaving no other choice than to climb some boulder problems under Camp 4′s sequoias. We ate pizza at the Curry Village and also fooled around the Visitor Center. At 5 o’clock we called it “a weekend” and got out of there, arriving back to Santa Clara early in the night.
Now onto pack my stuff before flying back to Mexico City tomorrow morning. I’m so close from home now… 
The rest of the pictures can be seen here.