Silver Lake above the magma |
Sunset |
Morning |
I arrived in June Lake Village last evening and settled in for five days. Two pictures from my window.
July, 2010 |
Today |
In 2010, as part of what I called “Sharon’s Summer,” I came here to start hiking into the Sierras and came out in Yosemite Valley six days later. Today I went back to two places where I had taken pictures in 2010. They are both at Silver Lake which is a few miles from June Lake. The comparison of summer and winter is quite striking.
July, 2010 |
I was happy to find this lodgepole pine still standing, having made it through six winters and summers since I last saw it.
I call this Fire and Ice because even though Silver Lake has a thick sheet of ice on its surface, covered with a thicker layer of snow, it, like all the lakes in this region is underlain with magma not too far down. liquid rock is near the surface, and it sometimes sends warm plumes of water up into an otherwise cold lake.
So when I ventured out onto Silver Lake on Nordic skis, caution seemed wise. The skis distribute my weight over the snow and ice, reducing the pressure on any one spot. My only concern was the chance of a thin spot in the ice, weakening its support.
I stayed close to the lake’s edge just in case. And sure enough, there it was, a place where the snow had melted and maybe the ice too. I inched around it, poking with the ski poles before each step.
Why, you ask. Why not
just stay off of such a lake. No one
else had been on it, or I would have seen their tracks. I’m still working on that. Will get back to you.
Gorgeous.... just a quick note from work but wanted you to know I'm listening...
ReplyDeleteThanks for listening, Lois. Most people answer my email, rather than here on the blog. I'm happy you do it this way.
DeleteBeautiful photos and such sensitive views. I love the lodgepole pine two views especially so moving to return and be able to see that exquisite view changing, its branch like an arm welcoming you...
ReplyDeleteall these years
only the view has changed
it has grown cold
but your warm eyes
and arms welcoming
It would be beautiful to show somd of these photos in a gallery show including the pair showing the fire and ice
we all walkon thin ice
this life of ours
testing
time and place to tell
if it might hold ou love
Thanks Kathabela for you poetic renderings of my experiences. It’s a joy to see that. I made a couple of tweaks on the last one, which I really like and will use in any opportunity to present this adventure.
Deletewe all walk on thin ice
this life of ours
testing
time and place to tell
if it might hold our love
You are one brave soul! Your photos reflect the serenity we don't feel in the city, I can hear the stillness .
ReplyDeleteThe stillness is audible, Erika, and inspiring. It brings absence of thought and pure realization. Without wilderness I would go crazier than I am.
DeleteYou are not alone
ReplyDeleteyou meeting you
two of 'you' frolicking
one breath of fire
one breath of ice
stillness 'breathing'
Meeting me
Deletethat odd person
so different
she can't explain
herself
Thanks for inspiration, Junnie.
no explanation ~ ain't worth the worry"
Deleteoddity is what calls us all together
Us odd ones ~ diverse and tempting normalcy
to rear up and exclaim
"I don't know why I like her ~ I just DO"
Thanks fellow odd one. Together we toddle.
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