When contemplating going into the high Sierras it can stir the memory of the times a bear has been encountered or perhaps the long nose and sleek coat of a fox was spotted, or when dark beaded eyes shared a moment's recognition. So when walking quietly on the needles of the forest floor, how could I not take this picture of this winsome wild life?
Do you see him? He posed ever so briefly and then our time together was over. It is none the less remarkable how a small creature out doing his creature business in the land where he was born and raised can give delight.
From the top of Gumdrop looking north and eastward.
Pretty in every direction, this is a view toward the dam which is at the southern end of Courtright Resevoir reservoir.
there were a few "inch by inch it's a cinch moments."
We pulled up on the far shore which was a huge granite slab dotted with large stones that had rolled to rest.I wandered a bit, head down poking around in the driftwood amongst the boulders when suddenly a large eagle flew directly over my head. I was so glad I looked up from my beach combing.
Mark captured these pictures. I had left my camera behind not confident that I wouldn't somehow take it for a swim. Mark got me back safe and dry...I should have known.
Our dear hostess took this photo of me, as I was scribbling away before the fire. Now you know the truth, we weren't even roughing it...wild life indeed.