Finally, spotting what I knew had to be the Bonsai Rocks, I worked my way down and along trails to get closer.
These boulders in the edge of Lake Tahoe are obviously a popular destination for kayakers.
If there had not been so many people climbing on and around these rocks, I might have gone down closer to the lake shore and spent more time photographing here, even though the light was harsh for getting the best images.
There were other beach areas that I wanted to visit, but this area in the summer months is much too crowded, and with numerous road construction projects along the route around the lake, getting around was slow and difficult, so I decided now was not a good time to try to get into those areas.
After lunch in North Lake Tahoe, we visited some local shops, where I chatted with a local photographer, who had many beautiful photos of this area and many of Bonsai Rocks at sunset and sunrise. He said he did not go to Bonsai Rocks in the summer, because there were always too many tourist around.
Here is a link to that photographer’s webpage, where one can see the photographic possibilities in this area: Bill Stevenson.
This wraps up photography from our August road trip.
From Yosemite we traveled to South Lake Tahoe, where we stayed for a couple of nights before hitting the road for the long drive back home. The drive to Lake Tahoe was a scenic one with the first part a long drive through the western portion of Yosemite that we had not yet seen; although, that portion of Yosemite is not nearly as scenic as the eastern portion.
My GPS changed our route after we exited the park, supposedly due to a road closure on the original route. Maybe this was a good change, since I had seen portions of the original route during a visit to that area earlier in the year. So I got to see some backroad areas that I would not have seen, otherwise and a long portion of the drive, coming down from a higher elevation, was on a steep, curvy road where the road was visible for a good distance ahead and the steep hills with the roadway winding through was a scenic, if slow drive.
I had done a little online research of the Lake Tahoe area and had a few places in mind for photography. My first plan was to photograph sunrise at a site referred to as “Bonsai Rocks”, because of the little trees growing on big boulders in the edge of Lake Tahoe. I only had indications on a map of where these rocks were located and some descriptions of where to park and follow a trail to the “beach”. So I got up early in the morning intent on going out to find these big rocks with the little trees. But I suddenly realized that I would be wandering around in the dark trying to find a place that I was not sure how to find and I decided that might not be the safest thing to do, so I went back to bed.
After breakfast, my wife and I headed out to drive around Lake Tahoe and I planned to find those rocks along the way. I used my GPS directions on my phone to navigate to the place marked as “Bonsai Rocks”, finding that the destination was a pullout along the highway that skirted around the lake. I had visualized the roadway being adjacent to a beach area, where one could see those rocks from the roadway. That is not what I found. There was no sign at the pull out designating it as an access point for Bonsai Rocks, although I saw numerous trails going down the steep bank of the lake. So I grabbed my camera and began working my way down one of the trails. There were crisscrossing trails going down towards the lake, but no markings. Maybe these trails have been created over the years by people like me wandering around in this area trying to find those Bonsai Rocks. Not only were the Bonsai Rocks not visible from the roadway, they were mostly not visible from the trails, until one lucked upon the correct one and got close to the lake. I initially went the wrong way, finding some big boulders in the edge of the lake, but not the ones I was looking for. So I kept exploring the trails until I spotted the Bonsai Rocks.
All this wandering around these trails in the daylight made me realize I made the right decision not to try this in the dark. Had I had time to scout the area first, I could have marked a trail digitally and followed that digital route or I could have probably had enough early morning pre-sunrise light to navigate by, if I had known where to go.
Not sure that I would actually find the Bonsai Rocks, I made photos of the lake, whenever I could do so along the maze of trails. I even came upon a young couple preparing to swim or sun on some of the near shore boulders and they could not tell me where the Bonsai Rocks were located.
Finally, after much wandering around and working my way northward, I spotted the Bonsai Rocks, which were covered by people, as I had expected from seeing so many kayakers and boaters on the lake.
After departing Santa Fe, New Mexico we headed to Colorado, stopping for a couple of nights in Durango.
I had anticipated spending most of our time in downtown Durango, allowing my wife to shop to her hearts’ content; but she was not interested in shopping here.
Our motel was near the Animas River, with a walking/bicycle path along the river. We checked out that path, but discovered that it was not a great walk at this location, being completely open with no shade and it was warmer in the sunshine than we expected. There was a pedestrian bridge on this path with good views of the river and that was as far along this path as we ventured.
We drove a few miles into the downtown area, intending to have dinner at one of the many restaurants there, but we could find no available parking. After a number of circuits through downtown, we abandoned it and finally found a decent Mexican restaurant in a small shopping center off of the main roadway between our motel and downtown. We enjoyed our dinner at outdoor seating at that location and judging by the number of Hispanic customers, it appeared to be a popular restaurant with the locals.
There are numerous parks in Durango and long pleasant walking/biking paths along the Animas River, which we checked out the full day we had in the area.
I noted that the two youngest kids in the front of this raft were more interested in me than the river. It must have been the phone camera that I pointed at them.
There are modern art work pieces in the parks.
We drove around the local area to check out the countryside, driving up into a national forest and along numerous backroads. Along one of these roadways, I spotted a large rafter or flock of wild turkeys, maybe a couple of dozen.