This is the penultimate posting of our recent trip in the Eastern Sierras. It's fitting, as soon we commence a replacement journey that would have taken us to Sicily, Malta and Greece. It reminds me of a thought I had a long time ago: Having a US passport opened the world to a South African. Seems like the times are changing—barred to US citizens. Talking of thoughts. When my brain is working, I try to take advantage of this rare situation. Here's the second thought of the day and then I'll put it back into rest mode:
One should be most circumspect when using the word 'never'. Frankly, I could never envisage some of the behavior we are witnessing these days. I digress. What I thought I'd never experience is walking into a bank wearing a mask to make a deposit of money. Not a sole gave me a second glance. Even bank robbers have lost an element of respect or more accurately, fear. I departed from the bank with less money on my person than I had upon entering it. Bank heists too have fallen from favor.
Sharply up after 15 minutes from the trailhead.
Telephoto near the first peak, of the university.
Coloring, morros, town and ocean, what a combination.
Squeezing through the gap as the low clouds keep things cool.
Motorway 101 snakes through the town and mountains.
We passed the mansion below on our way up.
Another angle, another land/sea-scape.
Found something captivating (distinguished) about the region's landscapes.
Always room for a 'high-flyer'.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
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