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A ramble in the Southern Sierra

I went walking in the mountains for a few days and saw things.
A ramble in the Southern Sierra
New Army Pass at 12,300 feet.
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Niche alert: This is one in which I touch grass (rock?) and disappear into the Sierra Nevada for a few days/nights. If vicarious foot travel in pristine wilderness isn't your thing, feel free to skip.

The morning started off gloomily with a rare thunderstorm in the desert town of Mojave, about half-way to the trailhead from LA.

Note the adherence to the speed limit

This development warranted a stop at the newly opened Mojave Starbucks (previously a coffee desert in the desert) to check the up-to-date weather forecast. I started to have thoughts of turning around and heading back to LA at this point. Glad I didn’t! The air had an incredibly strong smell of ozone.

Brand spanking new. Not visible: huge windows for a front row seat to the thunderstorm happening behind me, about to possibly ruin my trip.

The forecast was still looking good, so after inhaling a cheese danish (290 kcal) and another coffee, it was time to hit the road again.

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