Part 13, in which no bears were fed

Nevada sucks. Upon leaving Salt Lake City, I just drove through it. It's just desert, and I have no more to say about it.

A welcome sight after 8 hours of Nevada desert

A welcome sight after 8 hours of Nevada desert

The Eastern Sierras of California are unbelievable. I'm not really one to get misty over nature, but I can see why John Muir was a fan.

Bear bait

Bear bait

I was once again able to ride right out of my campsite into town at the "base" of the mountain (where the gondola is) and get to climbing. Which, it turned out, I got to do for ten miles.

Imagine this but for 360 degrees

Imagine this but for 360 degrees

The crazy thing was, even with the elevation, it didn't feel like that much mileage or vertical (2,500+ I think?). It was just a constant thrill to be there, surrounded by old growth forest and not much else. A few stubborn piles of snow were still hanging around, which made for interesting challenges, but other than that it was pretty smooth sailing.

Someone tell those flowers to hold still

Someone tell those flowers to hold still

The views from the top of the mountain were spectacular. Did my best to share those with you below.

Not bad

Not bad

Product placement

Product placement

"Don't get stuck alone out here"

"Don't get stuck alone out here"

Riding up was fine. Riding down was a blast, and it didn't hurt that there was a brew pub at the base. Cheers til next time.