When heading to a destination, we all have preconceived notions on what to expect. This could be because we researched it. Or perhaps we saw a documentary or TV show about it. Our goal on this trip was to get away from these expectations. To take the road less traveled. To savor the journey and skip the crowds. Be explorers and not tourists. And what did we find exploring Madera County? Freedom and a joy for living.
We’ve visited Yosemite National Park before and seen its main stars like Half Dome and the legendary valley itself. What else is there to see? With a basic itinerary, we packed up our truck and headed south to answer that question.
Pulling into Oakhurst with our stomachs grumbling, the first thing on our itinerary is to get something to eat for lunch. Talking to a few locals, they suggest heading to Smokehouse 41. A California-style BBQ joint, the interior has a relaxed atmosphere where you order at the counter.
It’s vacation so might as well order a cold local brew from SGBC to go along with my chopped brisket sandwich. Jaime’s eyes go straight to the most unique item on the menu – The 41 Baker. Loaded baked potato doesn’t even begin to describe this monster. Featuring a perfectly cooked sweet potato, its topped with shredded cheese, aioli sauce, green onions, butter, and a choice of meat. Being a sucker for pulled pork, she asks for that. It was way better than any baked potato we'd ever had. Each cut of meat was tender, juicy, and scrumptious.
Although I was hesitant, Jaime pushed us to try Forest Bathing on our trip to Madera County. It’s not at all what you think. It’s not taking a dip in a stream but rather a chance to unplug from the fast-paced, technology-driven world for just a moment. We explored this unique ecotherapy with Mindful Café and learned that Yosemite Yoga & Wellness offers similar sessions. For a deeper immersion into the experience, you can read about it here: What Is Forest Bathing... and Why Everyone Should Try it.
Ever since I was a kid, I’ve been loco for locomotives. The sheer power. The sound of steel against steel. The ability to pull that much weight without breaking a sweat. As I grew older, it was the ability to go from one point to another without being stuck in endless rush hour traffic. And steam trains are magical in a different way. A chance to see the past in action.
I’ve been on countless trains from high-speed bullets in Europe to the steam powered titan on the Grand Canyon Railway in Arizona. Each one special in its own way. As soon as we heard there was an opportunity to take the Yosemite Mountain Sugar Pine Railroad at night, I was in. Located just above the town of Oakhurst, this narrow-gauge railroad was used to collect timber up and down the Central Sierra. Combined with a dinner and an old-fashioned sing-along, it’s a perfect way to spend an evening. To read about the experience in its entirety: All Aboard. The Yosemite Mountain Sugar Pine Railroad Moonlight Express - A Unique Experience.
Since we’ve fallen in love with mountain biking, we decided the next morning to check out Bass Lake's trail network. Our mountain biking coach, Dylan Renn of A Singletrack Mind, said there used to be a famous race years ago on a trail called 007. With only a bit of knowledge about it, our first stop was the local mountain bike shop – Pedal Forward.
Located just down the road in Oakhurst, Pedal Forward is a new shop that opened in 2020. Their story is like a phoenix out of the ashes. As soon as you step into their shop, you can feel the passion. Mike and Jorge make you feel at home and are a great resource for all things two wheeled. They gave us the scoop on the easiest way to get to the 007 trailhead as well as some additional trails that we should check out like Octopussy and the Blind Squirrel.
Fueled up, we made the short drive over to the 007 trailhead. Slapping on our mountain biking gear, we shoved off. As we ticked off mile after mile on the gravelly Central Camp Road, a thought came to mind. The angle was so low that it was one of the easiest ascents we’d ever done.
Now that we got our adrenaline fix, it was time to explore an area of Yosemite that most zip by. A hidden gem skipped by many - Wawona. While this area of the park wasn’t formally included within the park boundary until 1932 it was a stopping point for visitors traveling to Yosemite, especially in the late 19th century. Galen Clark, whose work was instrumental to the effort to first protect Yosemite Valley and the Mariposa Grove of Big Trees (as it was known then), resided here. Today, it gives us a glimpse into how it must’ve felt like to enter the park.
The short stroll doesn’t give up its hidden treasure quickly. Rather, it lets you focus on how pleasant it is to be under the evergreen canopy. To the left, the soothing sound of the South Fork Merced washes off life’s stresses from our brains. And then the bridge appears out of nowhere. Only as wide as a person and flexing under your feet, it’s an experience a person of any age would appreciate. The river rolls over rocks below you as it continues to journey to the lower elevations.
As the day’s light began to wane, I realized on this trip that the reward wasn’t seeing the biggest, tallest, or oldest things. Rather, it was the opportunity to savor the precious time we have on this planet. Take in everything with ALL our senses. John Muir was right, “Between every two pine trees there is a door leading to a new way of life.”
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