Green river. Crystal clear.
For the sixth time in as many years, I'm headed to a special spot in the Sierra of eastern California to enjoy a few days of wandering, chatting, and relaxation with my Dad. Having found this place more than 30 years ago, it's now the only place he camps anymore.
This year - like all the others - would be wonderful even if all we did was hang around camp and enjoy the world around us. In fact, for the last five years, that's been exactly what Pops has done, a hip hindering his ability to cover the ground he once could.
But this time - for the first time since 2018 - Pops was headed a little further out of camp. A hip replacement last fall meant that he was feeling ten years younger. Young enough - perhaps - to make another attempt at the climb up Lost Knife Knoll!
That wasn't the only new element to our trip - another high-tech addition would also provide us with new views of familiar places, and access to areas we'd previously never reached!