a belated trip report

May 1 we headed to Tom's Place, a somewhat long journey with closed passes. But we were rewarded with this view of Mono Lake, the first of many amazing skies.

We were a week later than usual this year, but the mountains hold more snow than we have seen in many years.

The weather was surprisingly kind to us though and my bughouse proved to be valuable as a wind shelter. Wind being more of a problem for the fisherman than yogi knitter.

I'm quite good at tucking myself into the willows when the need arises. At McGee Creek I could escape, the fishing became impossible, but the scenery breathtaking.

Rock Creek offered shelter for me and small fish for Mike.

When the wind proved to be too much for both of us we took to the roads with our cameras and were rewarded.

The drive home brought new snow but, fortunately, clear roads. And scenes that looked like they should be in Chinese painting.