To this day I cannot eat a Cliff Bar. I blame THAT on the Sierras. Altitude sickness is no fun. Neither is explosive diarrhea 15 miles from the nearest bathroom. Oh believe me, I lived through that shit. Literally. It began with a backpacking trip in Southern California. Sounds simple enough. Add 6 friends. Try hiking …
It was this cold in Tahoe Than I got home to a house with no heat, to shivering cats who hate me and even my olive oil frozen solid; now that is cold. But enjoy some pretty pictures of Mammoth, Tahoe and the drive in between through the Sierras. Some where near Bridegport …