I was just leaving Manzanar … the WWII Japanese Internment Camp … when I noticed a dust devil forming in the field just to the north. I found a good spot to pull the car over and grabbed my camera. It wasn’t long after I took this shot that it started to dissipate.
Looking east across the Owens River valley to the White Mountains, just north of Lone Pine, CA. There isn’t much rainfall in this area, and when there is rain, it often falls in isolated showers like this one. It lasted just a few minutes, but provided some needed moisture to that particular location.
2021-04 Trip Photo Notes B&W 1
After coming down from the Bristlecone Forest, we stopped in at Manzanar so that I could get a photo of Mt WIlliamson and the clouds. Manzanar was one of the Japanese Internment Camps during World War II and I had visited a couple times before. The photo was taken by the cemetery, which sits in the back of the camp area.
Ansel Adams took one of his most famous photos of Mt Williamson from Manzanar during his documentation of the camp during the war. His location was slightly different than mine, he had a boulder field in the foreground. I liked the way the cloud line followed the line of the ridge and summit.
The Ancient Bristlecone Pine Forest is located in the White Mountains just north of Death Valley National Park. The Bristlecones here include the oldest living trees on the planet. They are only found at about 10,000 ft (3048 m) and above in a few isolated locations. There are a number of nature trails providing paths through the forest … the erosion caused by human presence off the trails results would result in many additional tree losses … natural loss of soil being one of the main causes of Bristlecone mortality. This view is looking SE across the Owens Valley (unseen) towards the Sierra Nevada.
After leaving Fort Churchill, Nevada, I traveled south down Hwy 95 to Beatty where I cut across Death Valley National Park to Lone Pine. The highway cuts across the Valley at Stovepipe Wells and crosses two passes before dropping down to the Owens Valley near Owens Lake (the water having been appropriated years ago by L.A. … see the movie “Chinatown”). The spring storm that provided snow to the upper elevations of the Sierras was hitting the range just as I dropped down to cross the Owens Valley to the town of Lone Pine, California. It was quite dramatic. I noticed other photographers stopped as I hunted for a good viewpoint where it was safe to pull over.