John & Anne Wiley

2011/06/14

Beginnings

As we continue to sleep more than usual after helping with small jobs on Tripp’s annual and chores around home, my intention to share more fav pix from our MeriTimes Adventure has slipped down the To Do list. Here are a few that stimulated me to again look back. First at Magic Mountain, in an area that goes way back for me.

6839 Magic Mountain

6839 Magic Mountain

Fun to think about different times of my life there, and probably the last time there by car going on those rides before becoming a pilot, when those towers seemed high. Would like to ride the Ninja again though. 🙂

Passing LA there was still snow on the mountains, and even a small pond with thick ice still in the middle (bottom-center).

6844 California Slice

6844 California Slice

This small slice of our view shows some low mountains between the really tall and still snow-capped peaks, and the desert beyond. Anne’s side had a great view of one of the largest cities in the world, the beaches, and the island-dotted ocean beyond. It all reminded us of a day we woke in a cold desert sunrise, tore off our jackets when the sun rose and quickly heated the dry air, took a short drive up to pause at a frozen mountain lake, then another short drive down the other side to swim at the beach. There’s no place like home, and ours offers ample variety.

Another place of childhood memories for me is Lake Arrowhead, though I don’t recall ever visiting this interesting building.

6875 Lake Arrowhead

6875 Lake Arrowhead

Not much further (by air) is Big Bear, where more memories are kindled including now two landings at the airport (far end in this pic).

6883 Big Bear

6883 Big Bear

Beyond the airport is the small occasional Baldwin Lake, most full we’ve seen it (usually dry) due to the unusually heavy string of storms this year.

6902 Baldwin Lake

6902 Baldwin Lake

As you can see, beyond the lake past the last small rise we glimpsed the vast deserts that in some ways marked the true beginning of our adventure. The stop in Big Bear was a refreshing break, and a last breath of crisp mountain views before heading on to Phoenix. The months since that day seem like years.

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