It has become a tradition to have our Thanksgiving celebration in Bridgeport. All of my immediate family, along with Will's comes to the cabin for a few days of eating, skiing, eating, snowshoeing, and did I mention eating?
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Oh, Christmas tree(cutting)!
12:11 PM
It has become a tradition to have our Thanksgiving celebration in Bridgeport. All of my immediate family, along with Will's comes to the cabin for a few days of eating, skiing, eating, snowshoeing, and did I mention eating?
Cameron Canyon
8:42 PM
In September 2013 I followed Will around Cameron Canyon while he hunted for grouse. We didn't find the type he was looking for but we had an enjoyable saunter among the changing foliage (Will was sitting next to me as I was writing this sentence but now he is walking away while shaking his head- I guess he doesn't appreciate my descriptive language) haha.
Foxey Designs Stationery
9:45 PM
Twenty Lakes Basin Loop
6:57 PM
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| North Peak |
In June, my friend, Kelly, and I hiked the Twenty Lakes Loop. There was still some snow on the trail which made for some fun photos.
From Bridgeport, we drove south on highway 395 and turned right onto Tioga Pass (120 West). Before you get to the east gate of Yosemite, there is a sign for Saddlebag Lake on the right. That dirt road takes you to the Saddlebag Lake parking lot. From there we started on the trail around Saddlebag Lake (10,000 ft). This loop is a little over 8 miles. You can take a water taxi across the lake for a fee if you want to trim about 3 miles off the hike.
Duck hunting with Will
6:32 PM
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| Stout catching the shell... when he should be catching a duck. |
Snowshoes and Brews
1:27 PM
It started with a snowshoeing trek with Steve, Ashley, and Will and ended with a trip to June Lake Brewery.
Our goal was to find enough snow to use our snowshoes. We found success up at Virginia Lakes (approx. 9,800 feet). The turnoff for Virginia Lakes is located on highway 395 at the top of Conway Pass (between Lee Vining and Bridgeport). This winter you can drive almost all the way to Big Virginia Lake when most winters the road is closed off close to 395. We only had to hike about a half mile from our car to get to Big Virginia and then we decided to hike across the lake and over the saddle to get to Red Lake.
Bridgeport sunsets
11:35 AM
I love sunsets. They are such a spectacular way to end a day. Who needs fireworks or light shows when you have this magnificent display of nature...
The Ghost Town of the Eastern Sierra
11:15 AM
As a kid, I remember summer vacations in Mammoth included a day trip to Bodie. I was enthralled by all of the old stories of the scandalous mining town.
Bodie is only about 24 miles from Bridgeport but the dirt road you have to travel part of the way makes it a pretty slow drive. I went and visited Bodie for the first time as an adult a few years ago and these are some of the photos I took.
Winter hike to Barney Lake
10:31 AM
This winter has been another dry one. It is February and I was able to hike from Twin Lakes, Bridgeport to Barney Lake in a long sleeve shirt, shorts, and hiking boots.
I went on this hike with my brother and sister-in-law, Steve and Ashley. We had a little trouble finding the trail head so I am going to do my best to describe it to you. We parked at Mono Village on the far end of Upper Twin. The best thing to do is go straight back through the Mono Village campground. Be sure to stay to the right of the creek and open meadow area that you will see. Do not cross the creek.
I went on this hike with my brother and sister-in-law, Steve and Ashley. We had a little trouble finding the trail head so I am going to do my best to describe it to you. We parked at Mono Village on the far end of Upper Twin. The best thing to do is go straight back through the Mono Village campground. Be sure to stay to the right of the creek and open meadow area that you will see. Do not cross the creek.
Chapter Five: The Shack
11:11 AM
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| "The Shack" |
A few weeks later my sister, Kara, and I came back to the Eastern Sierra for my interview. We camped in my car at the Shady Rest campground. We explored the area and then headed to Lee Vining in the afternoon.
Hike to Green Lake and East Lake
10:39 AM
"Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Here grow the wallflower and the violet. The squirrel will come and sit upon your knee, the logcock will wake you in the morning. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill. Of all the upness accessible to mortals, there is no upness comparable to the mountains."
~John Muir
Lundy Canyon Hike
12:47 PM
"We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us."
~John Muir
The drive to the trail head alone was breath-taking.
Horse Creek Hike
11:58 AM
"Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer. Camp out among the grasses and gentians of glacial meadows, in craggy garden nooks full of nature's darlings. Climb the mountains and get their good tidings, Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their freshness into you and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves. As age comes on, one source of enjoyment after another is closed, but nature's sources never fail."
~ John Muir
A few weeks ago I went on a hike up Horse Creek Trail out of Twin Lakes in Bridgeport with my brother-in-law, Steve, and his dog Hailey. The leaves were just beginning to shift from bright green to shades of yellow and orange.
Golden Days in the Eastern Sierra
9:23 PM
Autumn in the Eastern Sierra is captivating, stunning, and evanescent. I've romped and reveled in several autumns here and every year the season seems to retreat as quickly as it arrived. The leaves ignite like flashing fireworks putting on one last breathtaking show before they drift to the ground to be tucked in for winter by a white blanket of snow. I have learned to savor the season until the last brilliant leaf flutters to the ground.
A few experiences that I delight in every year...
A few experiences that I delight in every year...
Summer Storms in the Sierra
4:53 PM
“What a psalm the storm was singing, and how fresh the smell of the washed earth and leaves, and how sweet the still small voices of the storm!” ― John Muir, Stickeen
I love thunder. Listening to it roll and rumble is thrilling. I am content stopping to listen to the raindrops and watch the lightening flash across the entire sky.The past few days have been sunny and warm... and then in the afternoon the clouds roll in and cool off the land.
Curious gaze
9:31 PM
I had to share this photo that Will's cousin, Austen, took when he was visiting Bridgeport a few weeks ago. I love how Foxey is gazing straight into the camera... such a poser!
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| Photo credit: Austen Sorensen |
Foxey's Autumn Saunter
10:23 PM
| Aspen covered trail. |
Chapter One: Foxey's Story
7:51 PM
How does one measure the size of a town? By the number of stop lights? The population sign? The number of Starbucks on one street?
Well Bridgeport is a town with no stop lights, population 800 (and in the winter it dwindles far below that) and no Starbucks. No franchised restaurants at all actually.
Bridgeport is a seasonal town that some people drive through on their way to Yosemite or other popular summer destinations. Families come to camp, hike, and fish in the areas surrounding Bridgeport. Bridgeport plays the spring-pad for the family summer campers. They come to sip their last taste of civilization before they head out into the wilderness- a soft serve ice cream from Jolly Kone, a freshly baked loaf of High Sierra Bread, the use of a flushing toilet...
Well Bridgeport is a town with no stop lights, population 800 (and in the winter it dwindles far below that) and no Starbucks. No franchised restaurants at all actually.
Bridgeport is a seasonal town that some people drive through on their way to Yosemite or other popular summer destinations. Families come to camp, hike, and fish in the areas surrounding Bridgeport. Bridgeport plays the spring-pad for the family summer campers. They come to sip their last taste of civilization before they head out into the wilderness- a soft serve ice cream from Jolly Kone, a freshly baked loaf of High Sierra Bread, the use of a flushing toilet...
Foxey's Adventure on the Kayak
11:45 AM
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| Foxey was my first mate |
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