Here we are at last, Happy Isles and waiting for motorized transportation.  The most important thing about this picture is that everyone is smiling. 

I'm not quite sure why they call this place Happy Isles.   Over the last two years it has been buried by rock slides from Glacier Point (took out my favorite ice-cream stand), and washed out by last years record flood (highest in recorded history).  I think we should have a naming contest to rename it something more fitting.  How about Shit Happens, or Camp Disaster, or how about Ground Zero, maybe Proceed-at-Your-Own-Risk, or the ever popular Biohazardsville?  Walking from our trail exit to this point involved a detour caused by the flood and there was no ice-cream reward when we go here, bummer!