July 12th - "It's desert noir" I commented, as I snapped
a photo of a ramshackle falling-down old house with junk around it, with Mt Whitney rising up behind it. Somewhere near the
Manzanar internment camp.
I'd only
arrived in the states just the day before and already we were on an epic roadtrip! My uncle was getting (re)married in a small (
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I've spent a lot of time driving in downtown LA, back in my days of freelancing. Seeing the photo of the traffic headed in to the skyscrapers brought back many memories.
I have a good friend who lives in Aliso Viejo, which I think is south of where you started.
Pat climbed 3/4s of Mt. Whitney a few years ago. (He began having altitude sickness and had to abandon summiting.)
I've never taken that route north. Now I want to do it. (sigh) It's making me all kind of homesick for California.
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And yeah the dust devil was really huge!
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I’ve been to Los Angeles and the surrounding areas a few times now, since my brother has lived there the last 5-6 years. The landscape is absolutely stunning. On one of the last trips over there we went to the Joshua Tree National Forest, out in the desert. Surreal, sun-baked landscape everywhere you looked.
On that trip my mom called us to see what we were doing. We said we were in the desert. She said, “What are you doing in the desert?!! Get out of there!” That had to have been one of the best Mom moments ever. (We love our mother dearly, even if she’s kind of clueless sometimes.)
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