In general, I try not to cite Wikipedia, but I looked at several websites for Lone Pine (including their Chamber of Commerce), and was not impressed. So, if you want details on this wonderful little town, click (here).
The welcome sign speaks truth.
I spent a lot of time at the Lone Star Bistro in town; the only coffee shop. They evidently don’t have a website, but they offer free internet – with signs everywhere that indicate you have to buy something to stay on the premises, and limit wifi use to 2 hours. Not the friendliest bistro, but it had a lovely interior and a nice ambiance. I wanted to ask them if the “Lone Star” name had anything to do with Texas, but I was afraid I would get run out of town.
I splurged one day and bought myself a cappuccino. I think this server was new – she was friendly. The coffee was delicious – and pretty.
Outside of Lone Pine is the Manzanar National Historic Site. You can walk the grounds or do a self-guided driving tour. I chose to drive. I couldn’t walk on what felt like hallowed ground. I cried and had to pull over several times. I know I sound very dramatic – please forgive me that, but on occasion, as I sat in my van and read the signs, I even found it hard to breathe. The energy on this site, almost 45 years later, was very heavy.
There was a Japanese family touring the dilapidated gardens while I was there. I was torn between wanting to get out and give them a hug vs. avoiding eye contact.
I cannot bring myself to write about this place or the stain on our history, but Jim and Gayle at Life’s Little Adventures did so eloquently. You can click (here) to read their blog post that includes info on Manzanar.
On a lighter note, back at camp, some awesome sites….
Hogback Creek Trail
|Going ... and ... Coming Back|
At the end of the trail.
In this next picture, you can see the rock formation, Shark’s Fin, to the far left.
There is a lot of rock climbing activity in the Alabama Hills. Many areas are undergoing restoration.
The BLM and Stewardship Group built a wonderful walking trail to Shark's Fin.
They had to take extreme measures to keep ATVs from driving to it even though they had signs posted everywhere and even placed rocks as barriers near the parking lot.
If you look closely at this next pic you can see some of the anchor points in the rock that climbers use to reach the summit. I've circled a few of them.
And it may not look very tall in my pics….
But it is.
I enjoyed watching the climbers from my van. Best seat in the
house Hills. Note the rainbow
beginning to form on the horizon behind the Shark’s Fin in this final pic.