Thursday, September 29, 2011

The Guardian

The sentinel of the Sierra, a Ponderosa, guards the trailhead to the mother of all mountains - Whitney - at 14,500 feet, the highest peak in the lower 48 states.  In the spring of 1986 I caught this scene one mid morning on my way to Lone Pine Lake, a mere two and a half miles up the trail.
Since then, this photo reminds me of the halcyon days when my then 44 year old legs would carry me into the back country of some of North America's most pristine wilderness.  This lovely pine has served as a reminder of the peaceful, regenerative wilderness that is so important to those of us who are often far too busy to take time to breathe high country ambiance, a joyful reminder of why being alone can be a celebration.