Its hard to describe diverse beauty of the Sierra Nevada mountains. The landscape around me in Bishop is all at once disconnected and united. One smooth rock formation flows into a jagged, peaked range that stands in front of the snow-dusted summit behind. We're in a dusk colored setting and the stormy weather is bringing every kind of cloud rolling through the mountains and over the valley. The ground is littered with boulders, native plants pushing their way between and beside the rocks. Its a gorgeous and rebellious place, where climbers come to work and re-work routes, bouldering on rocks as tall as buildings. You can hear them, cheering or groaning depending on how that last move went.
Overall, it is quiet here. Climbers and campers will probably flood this place next weekend for Memorial Day, but we’ve only seen a few dedicated climbers working their routes in the cold. It hasn’t been long since someone stayed near our camp. Evidence of a bit of breakfast remain in the fire pit and the reminder that, however remote a place may be, we aren’t the only ones out exploring.
The transition to full time camper life has been a little bit rocky. Not in completely unexpected ways, we knew there would be growing pains, but also in wanting to find things to busy ourselves with. Things like cooking and keeping a tiny space tidy are more time consuming than you’d think, but that isn’t what we came out here for. Neither is fixing leaks nor arranging deliveries, but those are the things that we have been busy with. Funny; today is the first day that nothing broke or went awry and the day has been completely sluggish. Nick has looked out the window about a hundred times to see if the clouds would break enough to go out for a photo. Finally, around 6 and during the beginnings of a game of cards, he got that break and we are currently sitting out beside the time-lapse rig, reading and writing and wearing as many layers as possible. It shouldn’t be as cold as last night, but its still pretty chilly.
We have about 45 minutes left ’til sunset when we’ll pack up and have a hot meal in the camper. Dani seems to be back to eating a full meal again; her sad emotions at moving away from Los Angeles have been replaced with the excitement to run around, uninhibited by leashes and restrictions, in the shadow of the Sierra’s. We’ve all begun to feel revived, if not a little antsy to get more work done in a day. But, shifting our mindset to what each day looks like is part of what we’re out here doing. Each day is going to be new, and bring with it its own kind of challenges.