I left Zion National Park wide eyed and hopeful, happy and my heart filled. Headed toward the grand gates of Yosemite, I sped into California to find the towering Sierras sheer white. Not a peak left uncapped...and the park gates CLOSED! I slept under three blankets fighting the cold, sad as I came to terms with the reality that I will not see Yosemite National Park and was unlikely to make it into Kings Canyon as well. Not on this trip. Into Death Valley in the morning.