Two Crazy Blondes in the Mountains

Our little family recently moved to the lovely town of Bishop, CA nestled at the base of the Eastern Sierras. While Eric works at the vet hospital, Dodger and I have some great adventures!

We can barely sit still inside of our little condo, both Dodger and I are anxious to explore all of the mountains surrounding us. Yesterday, we went on an amazing hike in Rock Creek Canyon at the Mosquito Flat trail head.**It isn't called Mosquito Flat Trail head for nothing. I need to bring bug spray next time!**



There were a ton of hikers at first, so I decided that I better be a good citizen and keep Dodger on a leash....Obviously, he was just as excited as I was and decided to pull me up the trail!


Even though I was being dragged by Dodger Dog, I couldn't help but notice all of the gorgeous wildflowers along the side of this hike. The orange ones I learned are called "Indian Paint Brush" and the purple ones are "Wild Iris" .. oh and I have never been into photography, but I felt inspired by these flowers and played with something called exposure ;) Enjoy....



So, while I was taking these amazing pictures (lol) Dodger naturally had to be off leash. Him pulling my right arm while trying to take somewhat decent photos with my left wasn't working out too well. So, clearly he headed straight toward the nearest body of water in search of his one true love in life (besides me of course...) a stick!


I took some great video of Dodger playing in the water and well just being Dodger. If you have never met him or seen him in his element... well this paints a pretty good picture!!





Eventually, we decided to move on from the water and venture further up the trail. The guide book said that this trail has access to over 40 pristine lakes. Wow. So, I told Dodger it was time to go and he did not hesitate!

We continued up the trail only to continue to be amazed by the scenery. I have been on some great hikes in the Eastern Sierras and this particular canyon is absolutely spectacular! I can't wait to return in the fall and see all of the aspen leaves turn into firey hues.
Here is a series of more pictures of the hike which can better describe the sublime creation which surrounded us.













You will go out in joy and be led forward in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands. Instead of the thornbrush will grow the pine tree and instead of briers the myrtle will grow. This will be for the Lord's renown for an everlasting sign, which will not be destroyed. Isaiah 55:12-13





We spent so much time admiring the scenery that, well, we actually only made it in about a half a mile. I didn't bring my Garmin to measure the distance, so it very well could have been a quarter of a mile.




I guess it just goes to that old cliche,"it's not the destination, but the journey."