Having moved from New York back to Los Angeles last year, one thing I immediately missed was autumn. Yes, it's as basic as you can get. I love the way the trees changed colors in New York, a golden blanket sweeping across the city like a crisp hug. You get to bundle up, wear darker colors, and run around without sweating after five steps.
I miss it so!
This year, determined to get a glimpse of some fall foliage local to California, my parents and I set off for Bishop, nestled on the Eastern Sierras.
The views were breathtaking.
I had never seen golden forests like this before. It made my experiences in New York pale in comparison. It felt a little bit like Lord of the Rings, what I imagined Lothlorien would look like. I imagine it didn't get the name the golden woods for nothing!
A little low quality never hurt anyone, right?
My dinky DSLR and I have come along just fine!
After I got a few snaps (and some family photos!), we climbed back into the car and drove up to Lake Sabrina. My parents told me about how they had come a few years ago with my brother and sister, and the water had come up all the way to the dam we were standing on. People were fishing over the edge and now there's such little water you can see the bottom of the lake.
A little disappointed, we head back down for a spot of lunch before exploring the other side of the mountain.
This strawberry eclair was from Erick Schat's Bakkerÿ in Bishop. We love stopping by whenever we're in the area. Along with dessert, we got an assortment of filled croissants (which I almost died for), a jalapeno cheese bread, and a focaccia topped with mushrooms and cheese.
Heaven! I believe it's also known as bread heaven.
After we lunch, we swung by the other side of the mountain for more glorious golden sights.
We even saw a waterfall! There were at least five photographers perched up on a rocky mound with their tripods, probably zoomed way in. This was the best my zoom could handle, so..know that I tried, at least.
A little ways in from here, we got out of the car and explored a proper forest of changing colors.
My favorite thing about these trees is how the leaves would patter against each other as the wind blew around them. They quivered and looked like fat medallions hanging from the branches.
But not before stopping for another photo and taking in the sights one last time. The change of colors happens quickly, so by the next week everything was already falling off of the branches and turning brown.
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