We headed up the hill to Mineral King on a Friday morning, knowing that rain was coming. Did this guy know or care?
The umbrella is up on the back deck to protect both the BBQ and the BBQer.
Good thing I brought my knitting. (I always do.)
Trail Guy spent a fair amount of time watching rain through the window. (I offered to teach him how to knit, but he declined.)
There was plenty of reading material.
When it got too dark to draw, I found this book on the shelves and saw that I last read it in 2003. It was lighter reading than the books I brought.
The next morning had decent sunshine so we headed out to see what there was to see. First, 2 deer in the stream.
The classic view of the Crowley family cabin and Farewell Gap doesn’t begin to show the deep blue of the sky and the enormous clouds.
This is looking back down toward the valley (the San Joaquin valley, not the Mineral King valley).
Juniper berries.
Trail Guy is relieved to be on a trail instead of looking out a window.
Crystal Creek wasn’t any higher in spite of getting 7/10ths of an inch of rain.
These hardy Crimson Columbine survived.
Trail Guy is thinking that I’d better get a move on or it might be raining when we load up the Botmobile to go back down the hill.
Just a few flowers survived through the first 1/3 of September and the rain.
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I love the rain at Mineral King. The sound on the roof, to a musician, sounds like a drum roll on a tom-tom. Beautiful! And the morning after a rain? Clean, smog/smoke free, fresh, lovely!
P.S. Tell Trail Guy that former football player Rosey Grier loves needlepoint, and who wants to argue with a 6 ft. 5 in., 284 lb. defensive tackle?
But his name is “Rosey”. . .
Named after Franklin D. Roosevelt!
And do you want to make fun of his name to his face?!
No Ma’am.
Me, neither!
Of course, since he’s 90 years old now, he may be at a disadvantage!
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