Fall Color in Mineral King

Fall color in Mineral King is fairly subtle. Things turn yellow and brown, and then fall off and leave gray behind. But we also have great aspen trees, and when the light is right and all sorts of mysterious factors combine, they can get bright. Reds are rare, so a strong orange is fairly exciting. […]

Another Work Weekend in Mineral King

To summarize this past season in Mineral King, the word “work” comes to mind. The summer began with neighbors coming to Trail Guy (and the Farmer) for help with a nonworking stove, nonworking refrigerator, multiple and various leaks, and a nonworking water heater. Some of these were multiples. . . many neighbors, many problems. It […]

More Doing Mostly Nothing in Mineral King

What is wrong with me lately? The inner lazy chick seems to be winning. A dear friend gave me a fantastic camera, one that she said she tried and hated. We are very different in that instead of returning the camera, she hung onto it. (I would have sent it back.) She is very generous, […]

Sort of Doing Nothing in Mineral King

Since I saw moving purple spots last time I tried to hike, the next time I went up the hill, I stayed closer to the cabin. Perhaps it was just an excuse to be lazy; on the other hand, maybe I was using my noggin. I left home around 8:30. It now takes me almost […]

In the Sierra, but not Mineral King | At Hume Lake

Each summer starting in 2017, I’ve spent time with a dear friend at her Hume Lake cabin. Most years we gather in June, last year in July, and this year in August. It was HOT, REALLY HOT, so we didn’t rent any watercraft or walk around the lake. Mostly we just hung out in and […]

Walking Down the Mineral King Road and Up the Nature Trail

Gird your loins—this is a long post. With my new-to-me iPhone 14 in hand, I walked down the Mineral King Road to Cold Springs Campground (STILL CLOSED—CALL YOUR CONGRESSMAN OR SOMETHING!) and back up the Nature Trail. This is about 2-1/2 miles total. Let’s look at the flowers I found along the road. I actually […]

Clear and Cold in Mineral King

When the fog cleared off, the sun began its work of melting snow. It was a time of much wood-splitting, wood burning, friendship, marveling at the clarity and brilliance, puttering, walks, and for Trail Guy and the Farmer, a time of making sure none of our immediate neighboring cabins had broken pipes from the cold. […]