A last minute trip to Yosemite brings both joy and sadness. I'd waited years for the right amount of snow to fall In Yosemite Valley and shoot those infamous "Ansel Adams" style winter images. Leaving the Bay Area around 8PM would give me 5 hours of dark and clear skies, moonlit mountains covered in snow and the solitude of unfettered access to my favorite park, all before the sun came up. Halfway there, my normal route was unexpectedly closed, forcing me to backtrack to the