And so, I went home -
Jan. 30th, 2005 09:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburgAnd I took the camera with me. Bear in mind, these aren't any example of the kinds of photography I like to do - this is shooting-while-driving stuff, and I really can frame much better than this.
However, much of the day, the sun was in my eyes. Gorgeous day to be driving around in.
Welcome to where I grew up - I was born and raised at the foot of this mountain -
After I spent an hour or so showing Mom the new car and taking care of a couple of errands, I decided to head up into the mountains for a drive I hadn't taken in years. I love Idyllwild - I have lots of fond memories of snow trips, summers worked under the trees and much shopping.
Shot outside the car door in the parking lot of one my favorite haunts in Idyllwild - note the large rock sticking up in the middle of the frame, near the bottom - Lily Rock, otherwise known as Tahquitz rock. It's a favorite for rock climbers, but it also has something of a mythic history that has defied my ever getting a clear story of exactly what, who and when related to Lily Rock - it's also called suicide rock.
Note the trees. You step out of the car, and you immediately smell the scent of conifer sap - similar to vanilla, but keener. Walk up to a redwood and stick your nose between the cracks in the bark. Mmmmm.
That, mixed with the scent of wood-burning stoves, and you have the scent of the afternoon.
One of my old favorites - the Grey Squirrel of Idyllwild. These folks stock everything one needs for a cabin weekend - books, games, warm clothes, good music, candles, incense and craft supplies. And they've been there for-freaking-ever. I remember visiting them when I was too small to see over the counter at the cash register. That long.
Heading down the other side, this is the view off one of the turns going down - this is looking towards the San Bernardino mountains, just west of San Gorgonio. These are all tectonic enscarpments - what all the ranges in Southern California are made up of - the only main difference is age. We don't have many water or glacier-carved canyons or valleys, and very little folding activity. Just a whole lotta shaking going on.
This is Mt. San Gorgonio, the tallest thing around - San Jacinto Peak is 10,804' - San Gorgonio is 11,501'. Not too many peaks are taller - Mt. Whitney being one of the first that come to mind, being over 14,000'. I've been to the top of San Jacinto - once.
I brought home a peach-apple pie from an old favorite bakery - and some more cookbooks.
And, now I fwump. I pooped.
However, much of the day, the sun was in my eyes. Gorgeous day to be driving around in.
Welcome to where I grew up - I was born and raised at the foot of this mountain -
After I spent an hour or so showing Mom the new car and taking care of a couple of errands, I decided to head up into the mountains for a drive I hadn't taken in years. I love Idyllwild - I have lots of fond memories of snow trips, summers worked under the trees and much shopping.
Shot outside the car door in the parking lot of one my favorite haunts in Idyllwild - note the large rock sticking up in the middle of the frame, near the bottom - Lily Rock, otherwise known as Tahquitz rock. It's a favorite for rock climbers, but it also has something of a mythic history that has defied my ever getting a clear story of exactly what, who and when related to Lily Rock - it's also called suicide rock.
Note the trees. You step out of the car, and you immediately smell the scent of conifer sap - similar to vanilla, but keener. Walk up to a redwood and stick your nose between the cracks in the bark. Mmmmm.
That, mixed with the scent of wood-burning stoves, and you have the scent of the afternoon.
One of my old favorites - the Grey Squirrel of Idyllwild. These folks stock everything one needs for a cabin weekend - books, games, warm clothes, good music, candles, incense and craft supplies. And they've been there for-freaking-ever. I remember visiting them when I was too small to see over the counter at the cash register. That long.
Heading down the other side, this is the view off one of the turns going down - this is looking towards the San Bernardino mountains, just west of San Gorgonio. These are all tectonic enscarpments - what all the ranges in Southern California are made up of - the only main difference is age. We don't have many water or glacier-carved canyons or valleys, and very little folding activity. Just a whole lotta shaking going on.
This is Mt. San Gorgonio, the tallest thing around - San Jacinto Peak is 10,804' - San Gorgonio is 11,501'. Not too many peaks are taller - Mt. Whitney being one of the first that come to mind, being over 14,000'. I've been to the top of San Jacinto - once.
I brought home a peach-apple pie from an old favorite bakery - and some more cookbooks.
And, now I fwump. I pooped.
