Art and I spent several days making the decision not to go east, toward Flagstaff, given the 100+ degree temps along the way. Neither of us is interested in hot camping and t'would be a brutal drive in the un-air conditioned Ford. We both long for trees, so we decide to head north in eastern California. A stop at Atsro Burger is looking pretty good right about now.
Back in the hot Ford, it occurs to me that most everyone else driving this highway is sealed into an air-conditioned capsule. Also, what is this weird desert structure? Radar? NSA spying device?
The Eastern Sierras come into view. Magnificent.
Finally we arrive in Lone Pine, home of the Dow Villa Motel/Hotel, which looks good to us, mainly because of the strange message on its sign. Turns out the rooms are impeccable, and there's a laundromat and moccasin shop across the street.
The hotel has a curious film history:
The Dow Hotel was built in the early 1920s. Even then Hollywood was looking for movie locations where there was a variety of scenery. Where better than the Owens Valley, with its snow-capped Sierra, its ancient Alabama Hills, its deserts and mountain lakes and streams. And when they came on location, they needed lodging. Mr. Walter Dow, a Lone Pine resident, could see ahead and knew what it could mean to the valley to have the big movie business, so he built the Dow Hotel.
Originally the Hotel had 55 rooms and one apartment for the manager. The front porch gave a magnificent view of the Sierra with Mt. Whitney the central attraction. The Dow Hotel hosted countless producers, directors and stars. To name a few of the stars, John Wayne, William Boyd, Roy Rogers, Gene Autry, Pat Buttrum, Stewart Granger, Errol Flynn, Robert Mitchum and Clayton Moore.
We watch the ever-changing beauty of the mountains on trips to and from the laundromat. All cleaned up and ready to head north 120 miles, to Yosemite, Monday morning. We long for trees and the cool that comes with higher elevations. It's clear that certain portions of the park remain closed because of the fire, but the eastern side is open for entry.
On every trip there are people who appear seemingly out of nowhere to bring us messages, which, if we choose to listen, always pan out in good ways. Heading for Yosemite is the result of one of those messages. More about that down the road...
Love the journalReplyDelete
Amazing panorama in land of the unusual---complete with ghosts of John Wayne et al.ReplyDelete
LW sounded great tonight. Her doc said she could go back to using a cane but must be very careful not to bend certain ways. She said to tell you that she misses you but is happy that you're having wonderful adventures.
I want a burro too! colletteReplyDelete
Tacos look delicious, the burro poster cracked me up!ReplyDelete
What a great journal you are writing! Love all the photos. My favorites are the goose, the Koi shirt with the model wearing it, and all the food pics. I hope you do a cookbook. "Music of the Train" was exquisitely written. I don't get the sweltering weather. It's blue sky here and in the high 70s. But at the vineyard (eastern WA)it has climbed back into the 90s, which we want to get the grapes ripened. So great to be off-grid, isn't it? xxx KathyReplyDelete
Ya.....Not so sure about the "Bates" motel.ReplyDelete