Thursday, October 21, 2010

Mountain Amour

Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountain is going home; that wildness is necessity; that mountain parks and reservations are useful not only as fountains of timber and irrigating rivers, but as fountains of life.
John Muir

I don't know what it is about the Eastern Sierra Nevada's, but I'm in love. Every time I go up to them, I find it hard to come down. It feels like home to me. I figured after two days back in the Valley, I'd be content. I'm not. My heart is straining towards the East.

Why these? I went to graduate school not that far from the Rockies and I loved them, but not with the passion of the Sierra Nevadas. The Owens Valley area where I often spend time at the base of this particular range of the Sierras has extremes of weather, but I embrace them. Perhaps it's the freedom to just be. That I feel the piece of me that is eternal....

All I know is that I'm counting the days till I go back again...I've got it bad and is that good?

Clint Eastwood, "Sierra Nevada":

1 comment:

susanna said...

What a gorgeous landscape. Lucky you for being able to return there again and again.

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