Summer Walk on Table Mountain

Met up with friend Kandie, who I hadn't seen in person for several years, at Table Mountain, which is one of the sunniest places we could've chosen to take a hike together.  Still, we braved it, and found some actual shady stretches, and enjoyed the periodic cooling breeze, and just had a wonderful walk.  Strange to see our spring flower world so dry and waterless, but interesting, too.

One of the few wet places we saw on our trek.

Kandie at the top of Phantom Falls

The lip of Phantom Falls; dry as a bone

Kandie approaches the top of the Falls, with a small water pool all that remains of the creek

The way through the forest beckons us; we've never gone down that path before

so we skirt the Falls and the creek and make our way towards the opening

which leads us to a "hidden" meadow with shade along the trail.  Ahh!  The breeze cools us.

Kandie

View of the Sutter Buttes

View back towards our cars

The Cherokee Diggin's

I showed this view last spring, so I am offering the Summer Version

zoom!

and here I am, home again, looking up at the piddling Jackass Creek waterfall.  Where's all the water?

Chipp's Creek Heaven

I was on a walk with friends Brenda, Laurie, DJ, and Jeff, and this spot was sunlit perfectly to lure us over; where a startling natural rock wonderland awaited us, so we explored it.  Think of it; just one spot along the creek.  Imagine all that lies along the trail ahead!

On the way up the trail, we spotted the Place, but continued on after raving about the color of the water

On the way back down the trail, we decided to pop down to look closer, and discovered the cool bedrock outcrop, with it's defined lines and swirls and interesting constructions

Laurie, DJ, and Jeff explore further

variety of rock forms and textures

eruption of difference

the colors, shapes, surfaces

The water is too beautiful!

Brenda at the top of the Natural stairway insert

Another water shot

and another; can't help myself

DJ, Laurie, Jeff,and Brenda at the pool above the pretty falls

In all the water-smoothed round rocks, heart rocks can still be found!

Don't know what these are, but they're pretty, and fairly plentiful, right in one spot at the bottom of the trail.

The broken wheel spokes along the Chipp's Creek trail.

High Sierra Music Festival - Part 4 Last One, I Swear

It's Sunday morning, the last day.  Time for Gospel and wanders and conversations and the final entertainments.  Plus we have to pack up and out.  We actually went out of the Festival to share birthday times and our Mom's lovely gifts with Sara at her house in the afternoon, after we'd loaded our stuff.  But we did return for dinner, and a few last tastes of music and magic before bidding our farewells to the Festival family.  And we had an excellent parking space right outside the back gate that was always available when we needed it.

view from the tent upon waking Sunday morning.

Jeffery deflates and rolls up the mattress

the Gospel Session hosted by Papa Mali and the Rhythm Council

they called it a Sousaphone

more strange couples yoga

jogger

Hey, it's Naked Man obscured by his be-striped lady.  Jeffery's seen him a few time, but I haven't.

Apparently, after he strolled across the front of the Gospel stage, Naked Man was asked to don his shorts.  Henceforth, I saw him more often, always clothed.

It's the Kid's Parade

the colors are black and white, looks like.

drum lady

little cutie

As we walked with my GPS device to map the party paths, we came across this game of pound-the-nail.  You flip the hammer and in one smooth action pound the nail in the log.  The guy with the big hat beat all comers.

this is for Andrew Sullivan!

our salvation; the Peace Pops wagons (I failed to photograph the watermelon wagon folks)

parasols

Jeffery saw this note above a bicycle parked along a railing

I read the sign above the offender

One last dinner at Camp Bitchin' Kitchen, with really fun music and to-die-for food

Our host chef - Rhody

helpers Coby and Laura

same shot in four colors from the stage lights

our final show - the Tedeschi Trucks Band

the Merch Tent starts to be dismantled

we are home, and have removed our wrist-bands.  Another year to remember!