A few years ago during the week of Memorial Day, we took our jet skis to Bass Lake. The weather was unusually cool, but we went out on the jet skis anyway. The lake was deserted so we had the whole place to ourselves. We parked in a sheltered cove and fed the ten tiny little ducklings and their mom. As we left the cove, an eagle came down and grabbed a fish out of the water and flew off.
The next day we went to Yosemite National Park. The park was full, so we were stopped on the road for quite a long time. We were right next to the rapids of the Merced River. We picnicked in our car watching and listening to the beauty of the Merced River.
-Gordon B. from Vista, CA