heres a true story i wrote to a friend a few weeks ago...
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too bad you missed the mountains today, because it kicked ass.
we drove up the balch park road through yokal valley. the yokal valley road is beautiful. right now its all green and the hills are covered with small oak trees and grazing cows, minding their own business on the side of the hills... grazing, grazing, grazing...
it took about an hour or so to get up close to balch park. i say close becuase we never actually made it in... there was a tiny bit of snow on the ground, but as we saw the sign on the side of the road that said "balch park 5 miles" we looked ahead and also saw the road was blocked off with a "ROAD CLOSED" sign, meaning we had to turn around and go back down the road.
the trip down was miserable. i was driving and i had to go to the bathroom SO bad, the music was all off and travis and woody were annoying the hell out of me as only little brothers could do. i stoped at this place on the side of the road with a memorial rock set up with the engraving of "battle mountain" upon it. we read about how the settlers and the indians had some battle for land at that place. i wrote a couple of short sentances in my journal and woody threw rocks at travis (who hid behind a boulder) becuase there was no snow.
we set off again, bitter at the snow trip being ruined by closed roads and our big expectations. we got to the yokal valley turn off again and i noticed the sign that said springville was 6 miles away. thinking of my full bladder (hahaha... bladder is a funny word) i decited it would be better to go to springville on a smooth streight road rather than go home through the windy rought road through yokal.
when we arived at the springville turnoff, i saw the sign that said "quaking aspens 25 miles ahead" and i got totally excitied... remember how i always wanted to go there? we stopped and had lunch at a small mexican restaraunt and then we headed back up towards the quaking aspens.
the drive was once again nice. due to the weather and the recent rains, everything was bright green and the sky was clear blue with hints of clouds. we pulled over at one point at a rest spot where we found stairs leading down to the rocks and the river below. we climbed down and looked into a deep green clear pool of water at the bottom of a small waterfall. after a while of looking around and watching travis look all artistic with his disposible camera (we was photo journaling the trip) we climbed back up the little hill, crossed a small bridge, walked upon some orange and yellow mapel leaves and went up the stairs to where my car was parked.
we drove on, this time heading into the cloud that we had been watching just above us almost the whole drive. the visability was maybe 10 feet and it seemed dark. driving on the narrow road we looked off the sides of the cliffs and all we saw was whitish grey fog covering the valleys and ravines below us. we couldnt even see the cliffs off to the side. i chose to listen to iggy pops "passenger" covered by inxs. the song has a creepy sounds to it, wich made the unfamiliar drive through the fod even more ominous than perhaps it truly was... i was getting fed up and tired of the fog and i decited the next safe place i could find, i was going to turn around and go back down. i pulled over and began to turn around when for some reason we decited to keep on pushing forward, to drive ahead through the fog.
suddenly we broke free from the fog. joel, it was one of the most amazing things i have ever seen in my entire life... what used to be a thick blanket of white cold fog suddenly turned into clear blue skies and sunny mountain sides. the sky was an amazing clear blue and the afternoon sun was shining from behind us onto the mountainsides in front of us. we looked back and saw the fog cloud behind us, sitting there covering the earth with whiteness. we all laughed and cheered. the feeling inside of me was awesome... there is no way i could explain the beauty of the experience... i dont have the words to do it any justice, but the picture of it is imprinted in my head and heart. it was beautiful.
we popped in blind mellon and sang along to "no rain" as we continued to drive up the road, enjoying the scenery around us. enjoying the clarity and the fresh air. i had my window rolled down (of course) and the wind felt good. we stoped at a small coffee shop in a town called pineflats (i think thats what it was called) and walked up to a little ampatheatre they had built there. it was their church. we admired it and drove on.
by this time we were getting bored. im sick of driving (i wish you would have come with us so i could have let you drive for a while. i never get to not drive anymore, sitting in the passenger seat for a change would have been heaven for me) and woody and travis are tired also. the sky is growing darker and it seems as if we will never get there.
once again, i pull over. im turning around this time to go home. travis and woody get out and woody throws snowballs at travis on the side of the road. travis runs and screams like a girl. i put in a new cd and start the engine of the car. it gets dark extremly fast it seems like, and we drive right back into the fog cloud. but this time it was awful becuase it was dark and unfamiliar. the fog was only a few feet visability now, with winding roads and cold rain coming down. it was like we were inside of a rain cloud. my eyes never leave the yellow dividing line and the white limit line on the road. its nearly impossible to see becuase of the darkness and the thickness of the fog. i just pray for safety in my head and woody and travis dont say much of anything.
finally, after about 30 minutes of the dark horrors of fog, we emerge into the clear darkness of night. ahead of us we can see where the sun is setting, dark shades of blue now with streaks of lighter blue where the clouds are set high in the sky. stars are coming out and i feel relieved from the heavy burden of drving through that thick white hell.
down the mountain we drive. through springville down past lake sucsess (sp?) and into porterville, we hit the 65 and head home.
the trip started at 12:30 and we didnt get home untill about 7:00. im exauhsted (sp?) but it was an awesome adventureous trip. im ready to go again soon on another unknown adventure, off into the mountains or wherever we may go.
just thought i would tell you about it, let you know what you missed. ;) i hope you had an awesome day doing whatever. rock on.
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too bad you missed the mountains today, because it kicked ass.
we drove up the balch park road through yokal valley. the yokal valley road is beautiful. right now its all green and the hills are covered with small oak trees and grazing cows, minding their own business on the side of the hills... grazing, grazing, grazing...
it took about an hour or so to get up close to balch park. i say close becuase we never actually made it in... there was a tiny bit of snow on the ground, but as we saw the sign on the side of the road that said "balch park 5 miles" we looked ahead and also saw the road was blocked off with a "ROAD CLOSED" sign, meaning we had to turn around and go back down the road.
the trip down was miserable. i was driving and i had to go to the bathroom SO bad, the music was all off and travis and woody were annoying the hell out of me as only little brothers could do. i stoped at this place on the side of the road with a memorial rock set up with the engraving of "battle mountain" upon it. we read about how the settlers and the indians had some battle for land at that place. i wrote a couple of short sentances in my journal and woody threw rocks at travis (who hid behind a boulder) becuase there was no snow.
we set off again, bitter at the snow trip being ruined by closed roads and our big expectations. we got to the yokal valley turn off again and i noticed the sign that said springville was 6 miles away. thinking of my full bladder (hahaha... bladder is a funny word) i decited it would be better to go to springville on a smooth streight road rather than go home through the windy rought road through yokal.
when we arived at the springville turnoff, i saw the sign that said "quaking aspens 25 miles ahead" and i got totally excitied... remember how i always wanted to go there? we stopped and had lunch at a small mexican restaraunt and then we headed back up towards the quaking aspens.
the drive was once again nice. due to the weather and the recent rains, everything was bright green and the sky was clear blue with hints of clouds. we pulled over at one point at a rest spot where we found stairs leading down to the rocks and the river below. we climbed down and looked into a deep green clear pool of water at the bottom of a small waterfall. after a while of looking around and watching travis look all artistic with his disposible camera (we was photo journaling the trip) we climbed back up the little hill, crossed a small bridge, walked upon some orange and yellow mapel leaves and went up the stairs to where my car was parked.
we drove on, this time heading into the cloud that we had been watching just above us almost the whole drive. the visability was maybe 10 feet and it seemed dark. driving on the narrow road we looked off the sides of the cliffs and all we saw was whitish grey fog covering the valleys and ravines below us. we couldnt even see the cliffs off to the side. i chose to listen to iggy pops "passenger" covered by inxs. the song has a creepy sounds to it, wich made the unfamiliar drive through the fod even more ominous than perhaps it truly was... i was getting fed up and tired of the fog and i decited the next safe place i could find, i was going to turn around and go back down. i pulled over and began to turn around when for some reason we decited to keep on pushing forward, to drive ahead through the fog.
suddenly we broke free from the fog. joel, it was one of the most amazing things i have ever seen in my entire life... what used to be a thick blanket of white cold fog suddenly turned into clear blue skies and sunny mountain sides. the sky was an amazing clear blue and the afternoon sun was shining from behind us onto the mountainsides in front of us. we looked back and saw the fog cloud behind us, sitting there covering the earth with whiteness. we all laughed and cheered. the feeling inside of me was awesome... there is no way i could explain the beauty of the experience... i dont have the words to do it any justice, but the picture of it is imprinted in my head and heart. it was beautiful.
we popped in blind mellon and sang along to "no rain" as we continued to drive up the road, enjoying the scenery around us. enjoying the clarity and the fresh air. i had my window rolled down (of course) and the wind felt good. we stoped at a small coffee shop in a town called pineflats (i think thats what it was called) and walked up to a little ampatheatre they had built there. it was their church. we admired it and drove on.
by this time we were getting bored. im sick of driving (i wish you would have come with us so i could have let you drive for a while. i never get to not drive anymore, sitting in the passenger seat for a change would have been heaven for me) and woody and travis are tired also. the sky is growing darker and it seems as if we will never get there.
once again, i pull over. im turning around this time to go home. travis and woody get out and woody throws snowballs at travis on the side of the road. travis runs and screams like a girl. i put in a new cd and start the engine of the car. it gets dark extremly fast it seems like, and we drive right back into the fog cloud. but this time it was awful becuase it was dark and unfamiliar. the fog was only a few feet visability now, with winding roads and cold rain coming down. it was like we were inside of a rain cloud. my eyes never leave the yellow dividing line and the white limit line on the road. its nearly impossible to see becuase of the darkness and the thickness of the fog. i just pray for safety in my head and woody and travis dont say much of anything.
finally, after about 30 minutes of the dark horrors of fog, we emerge into the clear darkness of night. ahead of us we can see where the sun is setting, dark shades of blue now with streaks of lighter blue where the clouds are set high in the sky. stars are coming out and i feel relieved from the heavy burden of drving through that thick white hell.
down the mountain we drive. through springville down past lake sucsess (sp?) and into porterville, we hit the 65 and head home.
the trip started at 12:30 and we didnt get home untill about 7:00. im exauhsted (sp?) but it was an awesome adventureous trip. im ready to go again soon on another unknown adventure, off into the mountains or wherever we may go.
just thought i would tell you about it, let you know what you missed. ;) i hope you had an awesome day doing whatever. rock on.
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