It was a lovely day with blue sky, light breeze, and temperatures in the mid 50s--the kind of day which still smacks me in the head as I look around and think how bleeping beautiful this place is. The ground is bare in Mammoth and while I may be a winter lover, at this point I hope it doesn't return.
Our gym is closed for a month for painting and repairs, so now that the earth is showing I've started climbing hills again to get my legs and lungs in shape. The first time I tried the mild uphill old dirt road I wasn't sure I'd even make it to the top without stopping, but have now started doing the beginning of the steeper Beaver Ponds trail instead. I've only done a half mile of the trail which is still muddy and snowy with pools of standing water.
I'm still discovering new things here, like a perfect-for-sitting rock with a view, and a trail to Lower Mammoth housing which is an even steeper workout. Along that trail today, I saw the smallest chipmunk I've ever seen. Bluebirds are back too.
Elk were everywhere today, from hilltop to hotel lawn.
So, some photos of herd animals.
Friday Ramble - Stillness
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