Showing posts with label Big Bear Lake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Big Bear Lake. Show all posts

Friday, September 6, 2013

Good Morning, San Bernardino National Forest

Breathe deeply the crisp pine-scented air. Good morning from the forest at 7000 feet.
 

We're being booted from our campsite today--they're all reserved for the weekend. So we'll mosey down the road a few miles to Hana Flats, another national forest campground where they have a dozen or so first-come first-served sites. We'll also look into new batteries for the camper so we can get away from crowded plug-in sites.

Last night, the campers next to us threw horseshoes while we checked our options online.

 You know you're camping when:
this foot attire seems stylish
(also, check the size of that pinecone!)

Until next time...



Thursday, September 5, 2013

Big Bear Lake, CA

Our first day at Big Bear Lake's Serrano Campground started yesterday, with a trip to Whole Foods in LA for provisions that will carry us down the road, starting with duck liver pate on whole grain with olives and banana. It feels like it's 100 degrees outside and there's no air in the Ford.

Just 100 miles outside LA, but a different world altogether. Getting to Big Bear Lake's ultimate 7000-foot elevation requires navigating some twisty roads. Can you smell the pine air, cooler by the elevated foot?

Finally nestled in the San Bernardino National Forest, it's time to unpack, re-pack, and organize.

You know you're camping when:
you have a single skillet for eggs, bacon, and shitake
and
you use the leftover olive oil from oiling the washed skillet on your legs

Art echoes Big Bear Solar Observatory, which judging from this link could take greater advantage of this teaching moment. Fractal-like solar granules as large as the state of Maine, which are actually mini granules?

Walked to the marina store for ice. Do they all look like some version of this?

Cooler maintenance is Job 1 around here. Actually, truck maintenance is, but cooler maintenance comes in a close second.

Art's looking particularly fashionable in his koi shirt, a gift from Bruce before we left. Those fish look as good on a shirt as they do on a sidewalk. I haven't broken out my matching one, but I will...