unexpected encounters by the merced river in yosemite

Last weekend, we packed up the car and headed out to Yosemite, hoping to escape the city and soak in some nature. The Merced River was absolutely stunning—sunlight sparkling on the water, and the sound of the current was almost hypnotic. We found a quiet spot to sit and enjoy our sandwiches, but just as we were settling in, a group of hikers came by and started chatting with us. Turns out, they were from our hometown! What are the odds? We swapped stories about our favorite trails and even realized we’d been to the same little diner years ago. But here’s the thing: as much as I love these chance meetings, sometimes I just want a peaceful moment by the river without bumping into someone I know. It’s funny how you travel all this way for solitude, and then end up in a mini-reunion. Has anyone else tried to find a quiet spot in a popular park like Yosemite, only to run into familiar faces or crowds? It makes me wonder if true solitude in these beautiful places is even possible anymore. I’m torn between loving the connections and craving some real peace and quiet. Anyone else feel this way? #Yosemite #MercedRiver #NatureEscape #Travel