Living in California for quite some time, I had heard friends frequently rave about this Mammoth Mountain place. Well, after twenty plus years and the invitation of a dear friend I finally took a drive up North to this little town. At the risk of sounding like a emotional mess, I will admit as I drove my son up the road through Red Rock, Lone Pine and all the sleepy towns in between I began to fight back the watery eye syndrome. The view was breathtaking. Then driving up to the scene above I lost it with the overwhelming beauty that lay before me. Of all the places I have traveled to for some reason this had that effect on my soul. We arrived just as the sun was setting. The air was cool with a clear sky. In the morning, we woke up to the next 24 hours delivering 24 inches of snow! The last snow fall of the season in late April. I finally got to experience of Mammoth Mountain. Pictures can not do it justice, but I hope you get a peek into the treasure I saw and was able to enjoy completely. Truly a place I will revisit often.
So magical that if you look closely you might see a unicorn while strolling through this forest.
Somewhere North of RedRock...