Here's an older shot of Mount Rainier that I never posted from a previous trip. I took it from a ferry one evening.
And here's my first view of Rainier from Mt. Rainier National Park. Looks different up close.
I was in Seattle for a week this time, and I had a free day to take a drive out there. Drove all the way up to the top. Well, the road doesn't go to the peak, but it goes up pretty high.
Rainier is one of those mountains where the closer you get to it, the less impressive it is. From a distance, it looks gigantic. Up close, just another peak.
So what's going on in July, you ask, that I'm still putting up stuff from June? Well not much really. I just got back from Indiana. I've been there a few times now, and every time I go there I get this existential dread. Indiana really horrifies me in an abstract way. What a terrible place to be from. Everybody there is Wal-Mart material, you know what I mean? Except this time I took a wrong turn on the way to my hotel and wound up in Amish country. That was actually pretty cool. I was the only car on those roads, and every time I passed a horse and buggy, or any time there was a group of Amish out on their front lawn having a picnic or an evening meeting of some sort, I got a friendly wave. I found myself hoping that my rental car would break down or get a flat so I could have a pleasantly surprising Amish adventure, but no such luck.
So here's Mono Lake, which is next to Yosemite National Park in California. I know I'm posting these all out of wack, but it's a volume thing, you dig?
There's a big island in the middle; looks kind of volcanic huh? The lake is extremely alkaline, and over to the right of that shot there are a bunch of exposed tufa towers. Which are fun to take way too many pictures of.
They were probably more interesting in the rock flesh. Can you tell which shadow is mine along the shadows of the tufa? Yeah I was trying to look like a rock shadow, but my elbows stick out when I'm holding my camera.
I wandered around here for like two hours. It smelled great and the air was salty. Here's another Where's Waldo game. This is an actual guy though, not a shadow and not me.
So this concludes my June travel dustbin. I don't know what I'm going to post in August because I didn't bring my camera to Indiana. You're just never prepared to get lost in Amish country, dammit.