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Two From the Little Red Tent
I see that photographs of a couple of places with meaning to me have been posted at The Little Red Tent blog.
A photograph of a long-dead Bristlecone pine tree in the White Mountains and the accompanying commentary remind me of what a wonderful and mysterious place the White Mountain Bristlecone pine forest is. High (very high – 10,000′ and higher) above Owens Valley and facing westward towards the Sierra crest, this place is intimately linked to the full eastern Sierra and Owens Valley experience, yet in many ways is also an entirely separate world.
A photograph from a rise above Townsley Lake near Fletcher Lake and the Vogelsang High Sierra Camp evokes all sorts of memories and associations for me. In most years a walk past almost this exact spot has been part one of my end-of-season solo trips into the Yosemite backcountry, a hike that takes me by means of cross-country travel from Fletcher Lake to Ireland Lake and sometimes beyond.
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December 15, 2007 - Posted by gdanmitchell | Commentary, Photography, Places