Eastern Sierras in Autumn

August 23, 2020 at 7:06 pm (California, Eastern Sierras, Nature, Nature photography)

While posting the images from my two trips this summer to the Eastern Sierras, I realized I neglected to edit the photographs from my Autumn 2019 trip, so here they are, with little commentary.

   The trip started in Fossil Falls, and ended at Conway Pass. The intensity of the fall colors didn’t seem as extravagant as my trip in 2015, but it was still amazing.

North Lake at Dawn

 


 

 

 

Bodie Ghost Town is a California State Park, with interpreters at various spots to tell the story of the town and the buildings.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Eastern Sierras in July

August 5, 2020 at 5:02 pm (Uncategorized)

First light from Whitney Portal Road

Comet NEOWISE was the reason for my second mini-road trip of the summer. I’ve already made two posts on the comet, so this will feature the daytime landscapes from Lone Pine to Mono Lake.

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First light from Whitney Portal Road
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Moon sliver looking east from Whitney Portal Road

I adore the mountain scenery around Lone Pine and Independence, showcasing the gorgeous peaks looming above the valley. A huge earthquake shook this area between my trip in early June and mid-July, but all was quiet on the eastern front.

I was surprised that the night temperature was warm enough to sit outside and watch the stars in shorts. It had cooled down by morning, but the air stayed crisp and clear.

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From Fort Independence Road

Even though I had a “carefully planned” itinerary, I deviated from it to indulge in whims and adjust to lighting and weather conditions. Next stop: Ancient Bristlecone Pine Forest.

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Bristlecone Pine Poster Child

The iconic dead bristlecone featured on numerous posters and photographs is toward the end of the Discovery trail, which starts near the visitor center. At 10,000 feet or so elevation, and four months after hip replacement surgery and years of underactivity, I figured the 3/4 mile trail would be a challenge.

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It actually wasn’t too bad, even though I had to stop and rest a lot. There were some cool little flowers, stunted and small due to the harsh environment at elevation on the dolomite soils of the White Mountains.

The name of the tree comes from the bristles on the young cones. All the ones I saw were decorated with glistening sap, which lost the diamond sparkle in the photos.

Due to COVID-19 the campground was closed, but the picnic area made a nice lunch stop.

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From what I’ve seen on the Eastern Sierras and Hwy 395 Facebook page, the Sierras are known for spectacular cloud formations. This wasn’t in that category but still interesting.

I took a short trip down Hwy 120 to look for wild horses, but didn’t find any. I did find a field of small magenta flowers, though. I had hoped for a clear night to photograph the comet with Mono Lake tufas but it didn’t look like it would happen. So I found a great forest service dispersed campsite overlooking the lake and did time lapses of the Milky Way and the very short peek of the comet when the clouds cleared just enough. (See previous posts)

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Tufas from Navy Beach

It seems there are fewer tufas than there used to be. They are very fragile and were formed when the lake was deeper (before Los Angeles started draining it for its citizens) and underwater spring minerals combined with those in the lake.

I decided to head back to the Alabama Hills for another try at the comet, since the skies were packing with clouds. I even heard a thunderclap at Agnew Meadows in Devil’s Postpile. To get there I had to drive through the small town of Mammoth. I was stunned to see so many tourists in the midst of a pandemic. My favorite fast food stop for coffee and drive-up breakfast – McDonald’s – was now a huge Starbucks! I should have stopped there, but thought I was mistaken, and kept looking. I finally found what seems to be the only drive-up fast food restaurant in town – Carl’s, and got my coffee and breakfast burrito. Driving to the postpile, I passed under ski lifts that were loaded up with mountain bikes and their riders (each in separate cars.) Sooo many people…

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Cornflower, or false green hellebore

At the Devil’s Postpile entrance station there was an orange traffic cone that kept drivers from pulling too close to the window. Signs said visitors need to wear masks at the window, and the ranger did as well. She passed my brochure to me with a long-handled grabber. Very smart. Unfortunately, even though I was early, the parking lot at the trailhead was packed. Many groups of people were walking past unmasked and talking loudly on the narrow boardwalk. It disgusted me. They should have rangers at trailheads and the destination to enforce the state law on mask wearing. I turned around at the trailhead and went to Agnew Meadows, figuring to return in the off-season when the idiots weren’t around.

Agnew Meadow is known for wildflowers, but even better were the butterflies. The bright copper I photographed was by far the best, and a new one for me. Except for the folks backpacking the Pacific Crest Trail, I had the place to myself. I didn’t cover too much ground because the butterflies and moths took most of my attention. And when I heard the thunderclap, I turned around as I had no rain gear to protect my equipment.

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Hot Creek Geological Site

I stopped at the Hot Creek Geological Site and took a little nap. After all, staying up half the night to take photos of the night sky takes its toll.

Although fishermen are allowed on the banks, people are not allowed in the creek as there have been super-hot releases of water with no warning, and people have been burned. It was in the 90s outside and steam swirled above the cobalt pool, so you KNOW it was hot.

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Arch, Alabama Hills

I found a great campsite at Alabama Hills (it helps to go on a weekday) and photographed the comet, then at dawn I marched down the Arch Trail. Only one other person was ahead of me, and it was already getting hot.

I had heard on the Sierra Wave radio station a historical tidbit about the Onion Valley Road. I had never heard of it before, and since it was close by I decided to explore before heading home. It was a lovely drive, and once there I just hung out near the road photographing flowers and interesting bees and bugs.

The ID of the species will have to wait, otherwise this post might never happen! I’ll end this with photos of some other wildlife seen during this extra-long weekend in the Eastern Sierras. Stay safe. Wear a mask. Keep social distance.

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