Bubonic Plague?

My friend of almost 20 years told me recently she had fallen ill. There’s a particularly virulent and severe strain of flu going on this year, and she came down with fever, chills, and a horrible headache. A doctor apparently thought it was not the flu, but rather a common cold, and two days later she told me she also had diarrhea and vomiting, followed by pus oozing out of her eyes, which would make it pretty much the worst fucking cold in the history of existence. And then, shortly thereafter:

I asked her if she had come down with the bubonic plague. I was half kidding, though there was definitely a case of it in Yosemite just a week after we left, a couple of years back. Despite the diarrhea, vomiting, oozing pus, and minor loss of bowel control, she insisted she was feeling “really good” compared to earlier.

Almost as good as the time she threatened to kill me, in writing, in the Spring of 1998 when we first met. Almost.

Yosemite 2015

Just because my last post was 2 months ago, doesn’t mean I’ve taken a break from diligently drinking beer. I had a series of crazy work days, followed by a beautiful and much-needed trip to Yosemite. We spent the night in Mammoth on our way up, and pictured above, I am indulging in one of my favorite Stone beers while hanging out in The Village. Unfortunately, once we actually made it inside a bar (specifically, the Lakanuki) the beer selection wasn’t so expansive and satisfying.

In Yosemite, we had the chance to stop at the Ahwahnee Hotel after a short hike to lower Yosemite falls. This hotel has a seriously gorgeous view and a charming mountain resort ambiance (as long as you ignore the fact the style is vaguely reminiscent of the Overlook Hotel from The Shining).

After enjoying some tea time with cookies in the Winter Room, we went to the bar and I ordered a Tuolumne Meadow IPA. I kept some notes on decent beers brewed by Mammoth brewing while I was there, but they were lost in the shuffle, or maybe on a hike. It’s OK; the beers were good, but none of the beers were as good as San Diego beers anyway. Yosemite is known for its breathtaking natural beauty, not brews:

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Oh, and as of recently, Yosemite is also known for the bubonic plague.