Postcards From the Edge

Random shots of some summertime road trips with a Picassa 1960's format
(because this blog is supposed to be midcentury related).


Middle fork of the Stanislaus River.
I didn't notice the interesting cloud formation until I looked at the photograph.
I think sometimes that a camera is a hindrance.
I should quit looking through the lens and start looking at what's in front of me.


                                                     

It was so hot that day that I wanted to swing through the trees
and make my way down to the water.


Ebbet's Pass on our way to Reno.
This was truly a postcard from the edge.
It gave me the heebie jeebies.
I'm a bit of a nervous passenger.                                                  


This wide open road is much more comfortable.


Thunder heads!
No thunder, just the heads.


I'm obsessed with clouds.


Lots of wide open space on the Nevada side of the pass.


This little jewel of a cabin is on Mosquito Lake at the top of Ebbet's Pass.
I wanted to swim across the tiny lake and break in.
I could live here. Not in the winter though. Too much snow.


I swiped this photo from my son's Facebook page.
Don't tell him.
This is from his great Alaskan Adventure.
He and his sister hiked to the ice caves in Juneau.
I don't know why his hair looks blonde.
I don't know who the dog belongs to either.


We told them, warned them, not to go inside....too dangerous!!
They went in anyway.
They survived.