We’ve been unintentionally staying at all the little towns which line California Highway 395 on the eastern side of the Sierras. Over the Martin Luther King holiday, we adopted Independence as our temporary home, a town which has been around since 1861. As always, our basic MO will be wandering, exploring and maximizing fun.
Time to take Dennis to Laurel Lakes — he’s never been there. The 10-mile out-and-back road starts a little south of Mammoth Lakes in the Eastern Sierras and climbs 2,700′, topping out a little over 10,000′. We were hoping to make our destination, but given the amount of snow the area received that winter, failure […]
Our first trip to Mammoth for the summer: five days of mountain biking, hiking, wandering, exploring and eating at Tom’s Place. Officially, the Mammoth Mountain Bike Park was open, but in reality, the top 2/3 of the mountain was still covered with snow – the only rideable trails were the bottom bunny trails. This forced […]
For the day, Steve and I rode our dirt bikes from just outside Bishop, into the High Sierras, to Coyote Creek, Coyote Flats and Coyote Ridge – anything “coyote.” I’d driven to Coyote Flats several times, and it turns out that riding a dirt bike is much faster and easier – the bumps in the […]
Bodie became a California State Historic Park in 1962, and is preserved in a state of arrested decay. Only a small part of the town survived, with about 110 structures still standing, including one of many once-operational gold mills. We wandered the deserted streets of town, occasionally peeking inside building – interiors remain as they […]
For the Fourth of July weekend, we made an annual pilgrimage to Mammoth Mountain for some world-class mountain biking. For good or bad, there was a boatload of snow on the mountain and the top half only worked with skis or snowboards. This forced us into lower-elevation riding, in Lower Rock Creek (win-win).
How to escape the summer heat: head to the High Sierras. We base-camped near the Hooker Meadow trailhead in the Sequoia National Forest, then wandered to Monache Meadow, Bald Mountain, and rode around the area on dirt bikes. And the best part was the extremely low concentration of humans.