Along Southside Drive that carries 90% of vehicle traffic through Yosemite Valley is a turnout for about four cars. The sign for Fern Spring is small, like it was meant for hikers more than car/bus passengers, but it provides a quiet respite from the crowds.
Nothing special about it compared to the giant waterfalls cascading all around the Valley. The small stream, fed by snow melt, trickles over the rocks into a small basin not much larger than a wading pool. While I was there, a young lady pulled up, jumped out of her car and filled up her canteen. I asked her if she was aware of the Park warnings about the potential bacteria in the local water. Turned out she was a microbiologist for the Park Service and has filled her canteen at Fern Spring every day for the last three years. Like sharing a secret with me, she said this is one of only three places in the park that is free of the harmful bacteria, the other two being in the back country.
Huh, you learn something every day.
Thought for the Day: When the well’s dry, we know the worth of water. Ben Franklin