This is a smallish site on the Volcanic Tablelands. We first found this site late one freezing winter morning. We had started our day driving out from June Lake and south down the 395, and it was a harrowing experience. Overnight snow left 6-8 inches of powder on the 395, which wasn’t closed yet, and it was still coming down hard as we eased down Deadman’s Summit in 4WD. While trying to tell road from snowbank I hoped that the name of the summit wasn’t about to become prophetic!
We had someone trailing behind us in the blowing snow, apparently content to follow us until our taillights either suddenly dropped off or jerked to a halt. I felt a little envious of the driver behind me – I was breaking trail and they only had to follow! And then, as happens, a beat-up old pickup truck came flying down the road out of nowhere and zipped past us as if it was a midsummer’s morning. It seem to always be beat-up old pickup trucks that get driven as if the weather holds no power over them. I wish I had that power, but in a nicer vehicle!
Just then we rounded a curve where the road changes to a drop-off on the right and a sharply rising median on the left. As we did so we lost all protection from the gusting wind, which promptly encased us in a genuine whiteout, blowing snow from the side of the road and from the hood straight into the windshield.
It was at that point that I simply popped straight through being afraid and went back to being mostly calm, even as I really wished I was somewhere else. I knew the road well enough to know that if I could keep us going straight in this white-out ( very slowly! ) we wouldn’t run off the road and into the guardrail on the cliff side, but would either find the higher median on the inside of the road, or, if I steered properly, we would reach another curve where the wind would be blocked and we would hopefully be able to see again.
And, as it often does, things worked out. We found the second curve and we could see again. We were now completely alone, driving slowly but steadily though a real winter landscape. Everything was white. I tried to steer to the least drifty parts of the narrow trench the road had become, picking 8 inches of powder over a foot or so. I thought briefly about how insane this was. The only way out was forward, so forward we went.
Eventually we reached the turn-off for the main road into Mammoth Lakes, and to my relief there was a steady stream of cars pouring out of Mammoth at the end of the weekend and heading home. At least now we were sharing icy, snowy roads with dozens and dozens of others! Yay! We joined the sudden steady crawl of traffic, and rejoiced that the drifts on the road were getting much less scary. Temperatures were dropping steadily into the low teens or single digits, and it was still snowing hard, but the accumulation was a lot less.
In this way we eventually made our way down below the snow line and into safety, descending the Sherman grade on the 395 north of Bishop. Without mishap, too, if you don’t count the moment where our windshield wipers froze and I was back to being unable to see anything, only this time with cars all around me! ( Tip: keep the vents full blast on your windshield even if your toes are freezing because it had dropped to 0F / -18C outside. It is more important to keep the windshield ice free than it is to keep your toes toasty! ) It was still a bit early for lunch but we decided we needed some fortification before we drove on, and thus we turned for the Tablelands, planning to spend a hour or two wandering before we returned to Bishop for lunch.
And that was when we found this little site, while wandering the Tablelands under an overcast sky and being relieved that we were no longer up in the snow.
The pictures I’m going to show you are actually from several months later, in spring, when we returned to the site. This time the Tablelands were a verdant green I haven’t seen before, thriving after a great rainy season. We were also right in the middle of some sort of butterfly life cycle event, with caterpillars all around.
Well, that was it! I hope you enjoyed visiting this site with us. If you find it, be sure to not disturb or damage it: leave it as you found it for the visitors to come. And mind the caterpillars!
Thanks for the adventure on this one!
That drive was definitely some Type 2 fun, haha. Character building experience! Finding some beautiful petroglyphs at the end of it was a very nice ending to the story.
Keep them coming! I don’t know how you do it but I love all your explorations. Thanks!