I should change the title of my blog. But yes, I left the Eastside. The Range of Light. The Eastern Sierra. It is happening. It is real. Wow. If I'm going to leave, then I need to at least enjoy my drive to quaint New England.
I currently am wishing I owned a truck and had the whole summer off to bike and tour the West and British Columbia. However, my knee needs a'fixin, so I'm doing a "Sampler Tour" of the West, and trying to mountain bike or bike in every stop along the way. I'll have to go to more National Parks and do some dispersed camping on National Forest lands in the fall, unless that fire outside of Fort Collins is still going then. Then I'll just re-route.
HIGHLIGHTS of my Mountain Biketastic Adventure in an Easterly (sigh) Direction
Parting with the Sierras and the Great Basin (I hate goodbyes) .
I decided to meander up 395 and over Monitor Pass to the best little towns South of Tahoe... Markleeville and Woodfords. You do blink and they are gone, but oh I love them. |
| Mammoth Lakes Interagency Welcome Center- Where Dreams Come True Where my love began (and my first USFS job and first job in the Sierras) |
