"I want to be there," said the Husband.
The other day I was missing the sight of granite, miles and miles of exposed surface of batholith mountains. In particular, the Sierra Nevada mountain range. More specifically, Desolation Wilderness in the El Dorado National Forest, west of Lake Tahoe.
These photos are from my first backpacking trip up Horsetail Falls. The original prints were overexposed. Thankfully, I kept the pictures and was able to "clean" them up a bit in Photoshop.
Talk about following the First Husband with complete trust while carrying 25 pounds, more or less, of food, gear, and reading material on my back. I don't know what it's like today, but back then, once you got to the base of the falls, the way up and down the mountain was your own choosing. One time, we bushwhacked our way down the mountain, with me mostly sliding on my behind.
The last time I climbed up Horsetail Falls was to spread the Late Great First Husband's ashes at Pyramid Lake.
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