We woke at sunrise Saturday in Bishop, with the moon still shining and the sunlit Sierras glowing over the sleepy valley.
Tripp seemed to be stretching her wings as if anticipating the spectacular flight ahead. Within a few minutes the sun had brightly painted the airport sage in subtle hues.
By the time we took off, Bishop was glowing greener than we’d remembered it from driving trips. Certainly when we landed in the fading light, we had no idea how large the town is and no hint of the broad green stretch of valley.
Soon we passed over a lovely swath of textured life across the arid plain.
I’ve sent Edhat pix of our flight over Mammoth and Hetch Hetchy, so here’s one I like of our entry into Yosemite Valley.
Though it might not seem like it due to the long zoom, we were very high to clear the flight restriction over the valley. Luckily the smoke here was less than in Hetch Hetchy, so the pix came out relatively clear. Last for this post, here’s a different angle on Half Dome than the one on my Photo Page. I like the massive feel of it from this side, and the context of the upper valley.






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