I'm behind on the blog thing, that's for sure. Zac and I went to the White Mountains about 3 weeks ago. Wasn't about to let him leave California without going. I was lucky enough to spend three weeks there in 2008 doing field work and have been itching to get back ever since. So, that's where we headed. And that is where I thrive.
I really adore this particular place. Worship might be a more appropriate verb, actually. When I was there before, I got to explore like crazy all day every day (because I was working at night doing bat surveys). Found some pretty grand secret spots. Obviously you can't see as much in 2 days as you can in 21, but this trip was still most excellent, because it's just bloody impossible not to be happy when you're around Bristlecones. Because they are one of the most beautiful things in the entire world.
I have many more B-cone photos, but I'll be outta technological touch more or less for the next month starting on Friday...so it might be a while until I get them on the blog. Skywatch