I fell in love with Yosemite National Park the first time I saw it, when I was 13.My parents took us there for camping. On the way out, I asked them to wait while I ran up to El Capitan, a rock of 3,300 feet straight up. I touched that giant rock and knew I wanted to climb it. That has been my life’s passion (钟爱) ever since— the rocks and mountains of Yosemite. I’ve long made Yosemite my. About 15 years ago I started seeing a lot of,like toilet paper, beer cans, and empty boxes, around the area. It’s me why visitors started respecting the placeand treated such a beautiful home-like place this way. I triedtrash (垃圾) myself, but the job was too big. I wouldan hour or two on the job, only to find the area trashed all over again weeks later. Finally, I got so it that I decided something had to change. As a rock-climbing guide, I knew about organizing any big event. But in 2004,together with some climbers, I set a date for a.On that day, more than 300 people.Over three days we collected about 6,000 pounds of trash. It was amazing how much we were able to.I couldn’t believe the we made—the park looked clean! Each year volunteers come for the cleanup from everywhere. In 2007 alone,2,945 people picked up 42,330 pounds of trash and 132 miles of roadway. I often hear peopleabout their surroundings. If you are one of them, I would say the only way to change things is by rather than complaining. We need to teach by.You can’t blame others you start with yourself.