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Sierra Nevada on my mind

This summer before it finally wrapped up (as in before the schools began, which is late AUG), we took one last road trip - this time into the heart of the Sierras.
The Sierra mountain chain to me represents the alpine wonder next door - as in 5 hour motorable wonderland with many snow capped peaks as high as 11,000 feet. Snow on some adjacent higher elevation peaks in some cases never melts and for someone like me who only likes to see it from a distance and not under my feet; provides a spectacle worth driving for.
We also cruised into some other scenic wonders formed by ancient geological events that left alpine lakes in the bowls and valleys between the mountains.
Distraction - I want to blog about this whole idea of limitation of the Queen's language forcing a young writers imagination to comparing my adventure to that in the ALPS - wonderful in many ways but not necessarily a Comparison Point I would argue. The Rockies and its subranges which includes the Sierra Nevada in question are far more eminent and magnificent by all stretches of imagination. But like I said more rambles for another time.
One other fact that helped enjoy these monumental vista was the absence of large quantities of humans at this time of year. Perhaps many decided to call it quits for the summer a week earlier or its the sputtering economic impact.
What that does is allows for unfettered access to many of the sites without long wait times and automobiles searching for a parking spot like a neighborhood Costco.
Food was not anything to write about being also alpine in its pricing and not outstanding in terms of the service in some cases.
One place we did find worth mentioning and that suited our spice loving palate was a small Thai (fusion of some sort) restaurant.
Digging into a basil infused coconut curry with some heat on a cold evening hit the spot.
The series of lakes around this region though are really unique and worth shooting frames - our 8 year old did justice too - having put close to 5 miles in a day all together putzing from location to another outstanding location.
All in all a good time was had by all - minus the lodging and feeding locations needing some improvement.

On to Autumnal Expectations!

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