I Know What I Did Last Summer: Eastern Sierras

I had planned to do this Thousand Islands Lake hike and had permits for it and had borrowed my brother’s bear canister. I didn’t go, though — I think I got sick instead or something. Probably from that stupid too-fancy sandwich place in Bishop, the one with the world’s worst parking lot. I ended up eating a lot of dry crackers.

Somewhere north of Bishop.

Somewhere north of Bishop.

But anyway, camped for a couple nights, went on a couple day hikes. Extremely hot, extremely crowded. Note to self: never Sierras between June and September. There: done.

These hikes meant so much to me, I don’t remember what they were called. I don’t *actually* know what I did last summer. The Thai food in Bend was excellent, though. Eventually. After spending six hours stuck in traffic in South Lake Tahoe. A few days after. Etc. Never South Lake Tahoe on 4th of July weekend.

Here are photos taken on hikes in the Eastern Sierras about which I recall no further details:

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There are, like, two and a half hikes represented there. For some reason I had a hard time having water with me. It was in the 100s every day. Also, travel is a little less fun when you’re poor to start with and your next paycheck isn’t coming for another couple of months. This is the kind of mindset that results in buying houses that are way too new, way too big, and way too yellow. Avoid it if possible.

Evidence of crowdedness.

Evidence of crowdedness.

Aperture’s “Vibrancy” slider is like a drug. (Mid Contrast also sometimes, depending on the camera.)