On my way to Yosemite I saw Walnut Creek. And it is a lovely town. The loveliest thing about it is that the ‘Iron Horse Trail’ starts there. That’s another bike-path with fresh, smooth pavement and even restrooms every few miles. So, my way out of the ‘bay-area’ was very convenient. Wind on my tail and mostly flat [minor ascents I do not recognize anymore because in the meanwhile I am in such a great shape ;-)]. After more than 90 miles I stayed for the night at Woodward Reservoir (dirt-campsites full of trash, restrooms and (cold) showers dirty, 30$, thank you).
The next day the big climbing above Sierra Nevada began. Very moderate during the morning. Landscape changed from huge monoculture agriculture areas (I saw mostly almonds and peaches) to hilly grassland with a lot of oaks.
The serious ascent to the Tioga Pass (which is the highest point on the Sierra-crossing highway 120 and the east-entrance of Yosemite National Park) began after noon with a steep non-stop elevation-gain of more than 2,000 feet. Groveland is the last town before the west-entry of the park. It offers no campground and the local warmshower-hosts were not available. I asked at the local grocery-store if someone knew a possible tent-space and the manager gave me immediately the permission to pitch my tent at the parking-lot. Well, that would have been the most public spot for camping so far, but it was fine for me. Then, after everything was set up and shortly after dusk Deborah and Craig came along, processed what’s going on and invited me to stay at their house. Shower, Campfire on the porch, 4 dogs, whitewine – it became a long and nice evening with a lot of talking.
But I couldn’t describe the stars that evening at more than 8,000ft and with no serious light-sources around – just try to imagine …
Next day was pay-day for all that climbing. It was not a 100%-climb anymore – I had just to maintain the last 2,000-ish feet to Tioga-Pass.
The views were …
After leaving the park the road descents to Mammoth-Lake-area. 3,000 feet over 12 miles and not very windy – I don’t know my exact top-speed but I saved my brake-brackets for upcoming days.
It took way less than an hour to change from high mountains to high desert. Wow!
Look at those pictures – I love the desert!
Awesome pics, Georg! š
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Hello Georg! I am glad to again be reading more of your blogs. I love the photos in this one, especially the one of that lone, twisted tree growing out of the mountain rock.
Also, I am so glad you mat the great host and didn’t have to sleep in that parking lot!
I am curious about that tiny Altimeter that you have, what the brand, where did you get it? Is it just an altimeter?
Keep up the great adventure and I really look forward to reading more about your travels and seeing more pictures. Hoping and Praying for your safe travels.
Best Regards,
Christopher
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Hello Christopher, thank you so much! The altimeter ist actually my odometer that shows all values in metric-scale.
Wish you all the best,
Georg
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