Thus begins a story from the road...contemplated while driving south on Highway 395, an almost 1000 mile feat since we left San Francisco all those days ago. This journey took us from Lake Tahoe California into Nevada and back to California through Yosemite National Park, onto Mammoth Ski Resort and eventually into Los Angeles. The rugged snow-capped mountains of the glacier-carved Sierra Nevadas formed an epic and impressive backdrop to an otherwise vast open plain where true to form tumbleweeds certainly did blow in the wind. The landscape reminded me of No Country For Old Men... so i guess i was glad i wasn´t.... at times like an old Western.... a little bit Dances with Wolves..and as we chanced upon the number of Native Indian/American Reservations dotted along the way, you´d be hard pressed to miss them with the accompanying massive Casino and little else. maybe a $4.95 rib special. But for the rest of the time a...
Chic style, substance, sentences that sound good together, travel tantalisations; often related to snow and other fluffy stuff...