Not fun for us flat-land Floridians, struggling to acclimate to the town's 7,881-foot elevation. The beauty surrounding us in this ski town was both attraction and impetus to keep going.
Just one of the many alpine lakes. |
Our hotel, The Westin Resort, was on a short twig of a driveway. As one would expect at a ski resort, rooms came with fireplaces and pegs for heavy winter jackets.
A 40-minute helicopter ride gave an insight into the geology, village, landscape and lakes of the Mammoth Lakes area plus the Lion fire.
Pilot Brendan apologized that he could not fly south over the ridge - airspace was closed because of the fire - and for the limited visibility.
The ridge, to but not over. |
Smoke infused haze blurred views. |
There was plenty to see to the west, north and east.
Mammoth Mountain.
Mammoth Mountain |
Town of Mammoth Lakes nestled in the foothills of Mammoth Mountain.
Crystal crag
Obsidian dome
Mono craters
Mono Lake with its tufa, solidified salt pillars like a forest of Lot's wives.
Back on the ground we saw the Sikorsky helicopters being readied for another round of fire fighting.
Next up: Mammoth Lakes from the ground.
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