Tuesday, September 11, 2018

Storm over Sabrina

Tuesday, September 4

Today is a transition day as we bid farewell to beloved Mammoth Lakes and moved on to Bishop.  Others in our group chose to hike.  We decided to visit Lake Sabrina and South Lake before checking into our hotel.  As you can see, a storm loomed on the horizon.

When we last visited Lake Sabrina several years ago, we were shocked to come across an empty lake.  Here I am standing in what should have been the lake.  It was eerie.

And here we are today!  We had a most delicious berry pie with vanilla ice cream and we met some interesting travelers -- a couple from Texas intrigued by The Boyfriend's English accent.  Turns out the woman's mother was an English war bride. 

Funny how the mind plays tricks.  I was convinced we had biked this very long road in the past but alas we only did bits of it.  Previous blog entries set me straight. We are such unreliable witnesses.  Still, the scenery remained the same, a mix of Aspens, mountains and lakes.

Posing at South Lake.  The temperature continued to drop as the rain came through, albeit briefly.

Whether you bike it, hike it, or simply drive to visit it, both Lake Sabrina and South Lake are worth the visit.  Later in the day, we were able to check into the Creekside Inn; however, this place is no longer bike friendly and so, in the future, should we return, we will find other accommodations.  You are not permitted to keep your bike in the room and will be charged a $1,000 fine should you do so.  Meanwhile, thanks to cell phones, email, text messaging and such, our gang of cyclists, growing by the hour, met for Happy Hour and dinner at the fabulous Alley (a restaurant within a bowling alley).  I was delighted that an old friend had joined our merry group.  Hello Thomas.  And delighted to meet new folk, including, yes, you guessed it, former firefighters....  and four of our new friends had ebikes.  Neato. 

No comments: