Day three was pretty good. Details in the pics. I ended up having to get a ride to my grandparent’s house in Reno. I didn’t want to cheat on this walk, but my left foot is giving me serious problems due to the road construction surface I had to walk on during the first day. I’m going to hang out here for as long as it takes, hopefully only til early next week. I absolutely do not want to have to go back home for several weeks or whatever to heal this up, and then have to start over again. Luckily my aunts ‘n grandparents are gracious hosts, and I’ll be able to catch some Giants games! Here’s a video and a bunch of pics of Day Three, enjoy!
Looking back at the 395 on ramp I just walked up.
Still have a long way to go, all uphill.
Goodbye Carson Valley
FINALLY! At the top of the hill!
There’s always an alternative for when you get lonely, and it’s not always “downtown”…
WOO HOO! 8 miles and three hours later and I’m finally here! Now to find my spot.
ok WHAT THE FUCK?! Didn’t notice this til after a couple hours at my camp site. it was about ten feet away. I really have no idea what the fuck is going on here.
Trail to the beach.
Interpretive trail does not interpret.
There’s a few of these little dry pond beds around the lake. They’re rad. I wish I coulda gotten a pic of myself standing out in the middle of it, but my camera’s timer doesn’t last that long…
These things were everywhere.
Fooling around with the macro. it’s cool and fun, but I really wish I had something better suited for landscapes.
The floor of one of the dry ponds.
And this is what it would look like if you were tiny.
I was trying to capture the “shimmering” of all the shells. Not really sure that this does it justice. post script: the Shimmering is not the same as the Shining. Shimmering only lets you hear the good ghosts, and there’s no psychic affect.