It was my last day of a mini-vacation in Lake Tahoe over the July 4th holiday, and I’d spent the early morning having breakfast with a friend I hadn’t seen in years. Later I met my traveling and hiking companions and visited the Donner Museum. (Don’t miss this museum if you are in the Tahoe area; there is much to learn about the tragic Donner Party.)
The afternoon found us scaling nearby rocks and cliffs to see the local Indian petroglyphs. After climbing the mountain boulders we walked over a mile inside old railroad tunnels built by the Chinese immigrants for the transcontinental railroad. The tunnels were dark and cool, but we could see the “light at the end of the tunnel.”
Back at the cabin, it felt like a lazy summer afternoon. We’d had an active morning, and it was time to get ready for our early departure the next day. Instead, I decided to explore what I’d missed among the local hiking trails. My friend Brian went with me. We walked over five miles, not knowing where we were going, but wanting to find something interesting and different on our last day. We weren’t disappointed.
We’d brought our heavy DSLR cameras, and I had my tripod over my shoulder. Our path started in a thick forested area, but soon we were in an opening with a rugged road going in all different directions. The path we chose took us to a lake and fields of flowers. As the warm summer day faded to cool breezes, we took our time photographing the flowers. We found our way back to the cabin by choosing a little path off the main road, walking through more wildflowers and crossing a bubbling brook. Wonderful ending to a successful trip.
Here is a selection of photos–click on any one of them to view them larger.