I'm heading out for a week in Yosemite Valley tomorrow (with a way-station of a couple of days with my brother-in-law in Fresno). I'll be participating in Facelift (my second time), an annual event where you get to clean up the valley. This mostly involves walking around one of the most beautiful places on earth picking up trash. No worries, we get issued Orang-a-Tongs: orange grabbers that are capable of easily picking up miniscule amounts of trash (usually toilet paper!). It's a lot of fun (really!) and it's quite rewarding on multiple levels.
In the evenings there are great programs and connecting with other friends (new and old) from the climbing community. The great thing about climbing is that you can very easily and regularly hang out with the giants of climbing. I'm talking Kobe Bryant level here folks. But without the entourage and the attitude. Note that the giants of climbing don't make the Kobe bucks; they are usually living in vans (not down by the river... unless it's a choice bivy spot).
I'll have the mobile posting station with me. With a bit of luck, I may actually get something out. It's going to be fun. I'm not sure exactly how (there are always delightful surprises), but you can count on it. I know it in my bones.