It's Tuesday and I'm having withdrawals. I miss seeing the stars out at night. I miss walking outside in the morning and seeing snow-capped mountains. Alas, responsibility continues to get the better of me, and I was forced to return to L.A. to feed the cats and pay the bills. Needless to say, the trip was wonderful and I'm already thinking about my next visit....
DAY 1:
Steve and I left Los Angeles around 3:30 p.m. and made it into Bishop around 7:30 p.m. - our normal 4 hour drive time. We checked in to our teeny little motel and headed straight for Wilson's. I've said this in previous posts, but it really is a magical store. If you haven't been to Wilson's, make it a priority for your next visit. After our obligatory trip to Wilson's, which ended up being the first of four visits for the weekend, we stopped by Las Palmas for dinner. They have pretty decent Mexican food, considering that we were 366 miles away from the US/Mexico border. Steve swears by the burritos (any burrito) since they are the size of a pickup truck. I had the chimichanga, which I argue is the best thing on their menu. Um, helloooo, it's a FRIED BURRITO.
DAY 1:
Steve and I left Los Angeles around 3:30 p.m. and made it into Bishop around 7:30 p.m. - our normal 4 hour drive time. We checked in to our teeny little motel and headed straight for Wilson's. I've said this in previous posts, but it really is a magical store. If you haven't been to Wilson's, make it a priority for your next visit. After our obligatory trip to Wilson's, which ended up being the first of four visits for the weekend, we stopped by Las Palmas for dinner. They have pretty decent Mexican food, considering that we were 366 miles away from the US/Mexico border. Steve swears by the burritos (any burrito) since they are the size of a pickup truck. I had the chimichanga, which I argue is the best thing on their menu. Um, helloooo, it's a FRIED BURRITO.
DAY 2:
Saturday morning we made our second obligatory trip to Wilson's, but not before visiting Schat's Bakkery on Main Street. They were out of cheese pockets, which I was not thrilled about. Luckily, everything they make is delicious and Schat's was soon forgiven for their lack of cheese pocket.
Steve and I began our exploration by heading north on 395 toward Mammoth. Steve was eager to check out Mono Lake, which is located about 25 minutes past Mammoth Lakes. The town leading into Mono Lake, Lee Vining, was all but devoid of life. Everything closed down for winter, even though the roads were clear from snow and ice, as they have been all season. The lake itself was kind of interesting, but Steve and I found more interesting exploits in the two large rocks that were at the entrance of Mono Lake's tourist center. I'm certain that if the center was open, we would have been reprimanded immediately. In reality, these weren't two large rocks, these were practically boulders. And what do we do with boulders? Well we climb them of course.
Saturday morning we made our second obligatory trip to Wilson's, but not before visiting Schat's Bakkery on Main Street. They were out of cheese pockets, which I was not thrilled about. Luckily, everything they make is delicious and Schat's was soon forgiven for their lack of cheese pocket.
Steve and I began our exploration by heading north on 395 toward Mammoth. Steve was eager to check out Mono Lake, which is located about 25 minutes past Mammoth Lakes. The town leading into Mono Lake, Lee Vining, was all but devoid of life. Everything closed down for winter, even though the roads were clear from snow and ice, as they have been all season. The lake itself was kind of interesting, but Steve and I found more interesting exploits in the two large rocks that were at the entrance of Mono Lake's tourist center. I'm certain that if the center was open, we would have been reprimanded immediately. In reality, these weren't two large rocks, these were practically boulders. And what do we do with boulders? Well we climb them of course.
Steve and I playing around on the rock by Mono Lake
After Mono Lake we attempted to enter Yosemite... and failed. Despite almost perfectly clear roads, we still hit a road block and unfortunately were 9 miles short of being in the park. Steve was sad. We also stopped by Convict Lake, which was one of my favorite destinations from this trip. It was also the coldest I had been all weekend, since we were completely hidden from the sun in the little valley where the lake resided.
Steve and I exploring the cold, but beautiful, Convict Lake
Our last tourist stop of the day was in the town of Mammoth, where we had a delicious, and FREE, beer tasting at Mammoth Brewing Company. You MUST, MUST, MUST stop by if you have the time. You get 2 ounce pours of 12 beers and the staff is really friendly. After we finally made our way back to Bishop, we made a third stop at Wilson's and this time we finally purchased something. After long discussion with an extemely knowledgeable employee, I settled on the lace-up La Sportiva Muira's and a green Mountain Hardwear hoodie. I spent a lot of money and I was having buyer's remorse.... until Steve and I decided to hit up the Buttermilks before our trip home the next day.
DAY 3:
That's how, on Sunday morning, we found ourselves bumpily driving along Buttermilks Road in my little RSX, a car that was most definitely not built for off-roading. We spent about a hour playing around with some of the familiar problems, mainly Ironman Traverse, before deciding to make our final stop at Schat's on our way out of town.
I want to mention that I had also purchased a pair of Sanuk's from a store in Mammoth the day before. I initially felt like a sell-out, until I spent 20 minutes in my new climbing shoes and then slipped on the Sanuk's for relief. My feet had died and gone to heaven! Totally worth every penny.
Our final stop of the vacation was in the town of Lone Pine for a quick pic of Mount Whitney in all of it's ominous glory:
DAY 3:
That's how, on Sunday morning, we found ourselves bumpily driving along Buttermilks Road in my little RSX, a car that was most definitely not built for off-roading. We spent about a hour playing around with some of the familiar problems, mainly Ironman Traverse, before deciding to make our final stop at Schat's on our way out of town.
I want to mention that I had also purchased a pair of Sanuk's from a store in Mammoth the day before. I initially felt like a sell-out, until I spent 20 minutes in my new climbing shoes and then slipped on the Sanuk's for relief. My feet had died and gone to heaven! Totally worth every penny.
Our final stop of the vacation was in the town of Lone Pine for a quick pic of Mount Whitney in all of it's ominous glory:
Sadly, our trip to Bishop was over and it was time to get back to reality. Until next time...
Sincerely,
Still Dreaming of Bishop
Sincerely,
Still Dreaming of Bishop
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