I'm an east coast girl who headed west-looking for gold in 2009.
I struck gold the next year.
I first met the Eastern Sierra in the fall of 2010.
It was a year of spectacular fall glory.
Vibrant golds and orange draped the hills of North Lake and South Lake.
The air so thin-I had to catch my breath -and when I did I inhaled the gossamer espalier of aspen branches and fluttering leaves, snow dusted mountainous inclines spilling over with cold rushing creeks.
I vowed to return...and I did-skipping out of work early 4 days later to experience the progression of fall color tumbling down the slopes into golden grassy ponds.
Eastern Sierra-Here the air is clearer, the mountains and storms bigger-the geology so diverse and strange.
EasternSierra-a place to renew the soul.
...I'll be back!
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