The air was crisp and the aspens ablaze in color as Autumn arrived in the Sierra last weekend. We took a three-day trip to the Hope Valley to introduce our little girl to this Range of Light. We followed our well-worn path toward Carson Pass, hoping that Autumn wouldn’t mind the four-hour drive. We arrived at Sorensen’s in one piece, and settled into our little log cabin for the weekend.
We missed the apex of fall color by a week or two, but the stands of Aspens were still shining bright. Autumn was captivated by the new colors and the ever-changing view. Our agenda was lean, and we spent most of the weekend relaxing in the cabin, taking walks and exploring a few nearby corners of the Hope Valley. We also grabbed our 2008/2009 season passes from Kirkwood, an optimistic move that should prove interesting once the snow starts to fall.
It was our first trip to the Sierra since June; an unprecedented dry spell for the two of us. It felt good to smell the pines, breathe the thin air, and hunt for a tin of Carmex to soothe our chapped lips. Winter is right around the corner. The next time Autumn sees these mountains they’ll be covered in snow—a new world for her to explore. We look forward to many happy returns.