Those numbers above are the roads we travelled on as we made our way towards, up and back the eastern Sierra Nevada.
We "re-did" what we did Memorial Day weekend. Only this time we got more than we bargained for with the weather and took more pictures! 377 in all. Thank you, digital! And this time, I backed it up. Ain't gonna make the same mistake twice.
We started our drive at around 5:00 a.m. We needed to get some gas so we stopped in Coarsegold but all the stations were closed and the pumps inoperable.
Well, we needed gas and some coffee so we drove to Oakhurst and stopped at Vons. It is around 5:25 a.m. and the Vons Store (which has a Starbucks) doesn't open until 6:00 a.m.!!! We then drove over to the Vons gas station hoping the pumps were working although no one was in the station. I for one never knew that Vons' gas pumps still operate during after hours. My wife kept assuring me the pumps work. I pulled up to one of the pumps, inserted my Vons card, then my credit card and voila! It worked! I'll be damned! I even got three cents off per gallon using my Vons card. Oooooooooooooooooooooo...
After gassing up it was off to Yosemite National Park. Luckily the Oakhurst Starbucks was open at 5:30 a.m. So we got our ventis and our scones. I was hoping to get a sausage sandwich but they don't sell it there.
Wherever we went, rain was sure to follow...Yosemite, Mono Lake, Bodie, Bridgeport, Sonora Pass, Lee Vining. Rain mixed with a little thunder and a little snow at Sonora Pass.
As were were driving past Lembert Dome, I came upon a Park Ranger, who apparently pulled out from Tuolumne Meadows Lodge. I didn't know it was a Park Ranger until I mentioned something to Pam and came upon the pickup adorned with its blue and red lights. About two minutes, the ranger pulls over to the side to allow me to pass. We are driving along just doing the speed limit, when the ranger hit the lights. I pulled over and looked at Pam and wondered what this was about. To make a long story short, the ranger said he clocked me at 54 mph when I came upon him. True, I was speeding up until that point. Anyhow, I got off with just a warning. Lucky me.
These are just some of the pictures we took...
Web drippings. Now, that is old stuff!
"Took a look down a westbound road,
Right away I made my choice
Headed out to my big four-wheeler,
I was tired of my own voice
Took a bead on the northern plains
And just rolled that power on..."
After Bodie, it was off to Sonora Pass. We decided to stop in Bridgeport to get a bite to eat. We head into Rhino's and sit down and we wait...and we wait...and we waited. Now the place is not that busy. We waited...we waited. Okay, that's enough. We go across the streed to the Sportsman Inn. Less crowded and the service was great.
We drive up the 395 to the 108 crossing and head up to the pass. We go beyond the summit and descend on the western side since Pam wanted to take a picture of a waterfall we happened upon the last time we were here. We head back up to the summit and the rain, snow and thunder make their presence felt.
We spend the night in Lee Vining. On the horizon, a storm is looming just above the lake and moving towards us. We stop at Bodie Mike's to grab a bite to eat and the rains came down. They had a problem with cooking Pam's salmon dinner. Apparently the cooks were used to cooking with farm-raised salmon and just happened they decided to cook with wild salmon this particular evening. The proprietor kept coming back and telling us they were having difficulty cooking the salmon. Kept falling apart. They finally got it right and told us the salmon dinner was no charge. We did leave a good tip. Note to self: Order salmon next time.
On Sunday, May 31, Pam and I walk the Lee Vining Creek Trail. After having breakfast at Nicely's, it was time to conclude our trip with our drive up Tioga Pass through Yosemite and then home. Happened to be that the proprietor from last night was working the morning shift as well. We joked about there wasn't any salmon on the breakfast menu.
We get to Tuolumne Meadows and lo and behold there was another Park Ranger facing in the opposite direction off to the side in between the numerous cars near the Cathedral Peaks trailhead. We get to Olmsted Point and it starts to pour, but it was only for a short while.
We stopped at a roadside waterfall near White Wolf...
Then stopped to take some pictures of a blonde black bear resting in a meadow near Crane Flat...