Winter Weekend Trip to Mammoth
Snow.  We wanted to see the snow. We headed north on US 395 out of Ridgecrest.  Our destination was Mammoth Lakes, home of L.A.’s favorite high Sierra ski weekend getaway.  An hour on the road and we were rolling through Lone Pine.  Looking to our left, we tried to get a glimpse of cloud-covered Mt. Whitney, the [...] Read Full Story
Short Canyon Mountain Lion Sighting?
While driving to the trailhead, we could see big, smokey-colored, winter clouds hanging on the mountains the way a lazy, obese man’s stomach hangs before him, heavy and unmoving. “Might be snowing up there.” We drove on, the Subie gliding over the freshly grated dirt road.  We crossed over the cattle guard and entered the Short Canyon area [...] Read Full Story
The Other-worldly Trona Pinnacles
According to a brochure put out by the U.S. Bureau of Land Management (BLM), “a visit to the Trona Pinnacles will be a journey into one of the most unusual geologic wonders in the California Desert.  This unique landscape consists of more than 500 tufa (calcium carbonate) pinnacles rising from the bed of the Searles Dry Lake basin.  These tufa spires, some as high as 140 feet, were formed underwater 10,000 to 100,000 years ago when Searles Lake formed a link in an interconnected chain of... Read Full Story
Winter Songs: PA and Mojave
Pennsylvania Winter the wind bites, ripping your face while the white sun tries to warm you snow lays on the hard ground ice forms on the creek beds hot breath turns cold, vaporizing into a cloud before you wool socks on feet, thick hat on head, fleece gloves on hands snow angels, snow forts, snow balls, sledding, ice skating, skiing wishing for days off school, weather report calls for snow hot chocolate, hot soup, hot embers burning in the fireplace ’tis a winter... Read Full Story
Wandering around Point Reyes
We crossed the Golden Gate Bridge heading north out of San Francisco en route to Point Reyes National Seashore.  I looked up at the heights of the architectural wonder and prayed that an earthquake wouldn’t hit.  It didn’t. Once across the big red bridge, we decided to take highway 1 up the coast.  We twisted and turned [...] Read Full Story
High Mojave Desert up Ridgecrest Way
The desert is cooling down. Autumn is here and with it, the opporturnity to explore the local environs without killer heat has arrived. ****************** I was driving home the other evening, about fifteen minutes before dusk sets in, and was silenced by the sunset.  It was an incredible bright pink with a tinge of pastel purple.  The [...] Read Full Story
Camping at Atwell Spring, Sierra Nevada
Autumn has arrived in the desert.  The wind is howling and heavy, winter-like clouds hang on the mountain peaks west of Ridgecrest.  It is snowing up there.  The air is a cool 65 degrees during the day and dips into the 40s at night. I love it. Some people get spring fever. I get fall fever.  Wool [...] Read Full Story
Walking Among Giants
“The big tree is Nature’s forest masterpiece, and so far as I know, the greatest of living things.  It belongs to an ancient stock…and has a strange air of other days about it, a thoroughbred look inherited from the long ago–the Auld Lang Syne of Trees.”                               –John Muir We were camped along the North Fork of [...] Read Full Story
Hiking Mammoth Lakes
“You could see pines reflected upsidedown in the lake pointing to infinity.  Late afternoon I lay in the grass with all that glory before me and grew a little bored and thought ‘There’s nothing there because I don’t care.’”                                  –Jack Kerouac                                     The Dharma Bums Lake George lays nestled in the pines below me.  I am sitting [...]... Read Full Story
Road Trip: Year 2000
Ok. I was out of commission for a little while.  It seems that the vivax strain of malaria was hiding out in my liver for the past eight months or so and decided it wanted to run rampant through my body.  It did.  I was ill.  I’m doing fine now.  So, let’s get back to where we were.  I think we were somewhere around Grand Rapids, MI. From there I skirted around the city of Chicago and made way for Wisconsin.  It reminded me of central Pennsylvania, a landscape of rolling hills dotted with... Read Full Story