On September 26, I flew Southwest Airlines from Albuquerque to Oakland. This route usually provides views of the Grand Canyon and the Sierras, but the vagaries of seating in the plane, the clarity of the windows, the time of day and the presence or absence of clouds determines what kind of photos I get.
Clouds covered most of the rest of New Mexico and Arizona, including all of the Grand Canyon. But, I did get this view of the gorge of the Little Colorado, which here runs right to left through the center of the photo.
And, west of the Grand Canyon, Lake Mead showed up.
I spotted the following two sights in western Nevada, which I later ID’ed with Google Earth.
Then, with mostly clear skies. we crossed into California, flying to the south of Mono Lake, and over Yosemite NP.
The plane passed directly over Yosemite Valley, and then left the High Sierra behind. We then flew over the Tuolomne River
New Melones Dam floods the Stanislaus River. This is where, in 1973, the river conservationist, Mark Dubois, chained himself to a rock, to protest the dam.
I was picked up by my son, Ethan, after which we drove to Penngrove (in Sonoma County), to the home that he and wife Flo had recently purchased. A beautiful home in the country! Kathy joined me there, driving our van up from Simi Valley, where she had attended her high school 50th reunion.
And Ethan had filled the bird feeders.
While there, Kathy and I visited Point Reyes National Seashore.
Next up was Yosemite! Here are some scenes from the Tioga Rd.
Hike to May Lake, which is located to the north of the Tioga Rd.
Cathedral Peak was where, in 1967, Glen Denny and I made the 12 minute movie “Nyala”, of me soloing the regular route. As I recall, it later won a prize at the Trento Film Festival.
We passed through Yosemite Valley twice in one day. I took this extreme telephoto photo of Reed’s Pinnacle from the road to Wawona, in the AM. Here, a climber in an orange shirt is seen on the Direct Route, with two other climbers at the top of the pitch. The regular route on Reed’s was my last climb in the Valley. I took a fall on the last pitch, breaking my left ankle and cheek bone. I tell that story in another post: wordpress.com/post/believesteve.org/8276
On our next pass through the Valley, in the PM, a fire had just begun down valley, and smoked things out.
In the old days (early 60s) I climbed both spires and the East Buttress of Middle Cathedral Rock.
We left the Park via Tioga Pass, headed home. Our last stop in California was Convict Lake, on the east side of the Sierras.
Three photos of reflections in Convict Lake, from the trail along its southern side …
and two photos of Convict Creek.