Two weeks and four days since leaving for Arizona I was back on the road to Wall Spring,
through Sacramento with dogs and lots of stops [Heather Glen,
Donner Summit,
on the way to Doyle where one turns for de zert, the
Smoke Creek Bridge
and
Wall Spring, where Seth was found underneath an ’82 Chev trying to quiet the fuel pump.
I unloaded and the next morning, 18 degrees, as the heater wasn’t working burned wood
all day.
Thursday saw less sun but fortunately Seth on his way to Portola had the heater back [wood’s
better but more labor intensive] on and as I went over to the X to drop off the last of “the playa
says NO” stickers it was good to have it working.
Afterwards I went up 447 all
the way to the pass, back over it
and a little into the Buffs for a look at the Granites, then
down to the winter desert
and home
to an unpredicted splatter of dark afternoon rain.
Nice.
Spectacular!
Want to see the stickers.
Crikey cold!!!🥶
Well… that idea of nice winter light got buried by clouds after a day or two. Still great photos of mist shrouded mountains, etc.
Glad the heater got fixed!!
Is that upside-down trailer new? It doesn’t seem at all familiar. Everything seems so dead, I guess that’s why they call it the dead of winter.
Dead and dry…Seth says the trailer’s been there about a year in various iterations so it must have landed there soon after my last trip up the desert in December. Dark and cold here,it’s been…
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