Mono Lake, CA

mono-lake-pano

One beautiful, otherworldly destination in California is Mono Lake. Our most recent visit presented us with a soft, pastel panorama.

Mono Lake is one of the oldest lakes in North America, its life estimated to be at least 760,000 years. It is fed by nearby Sierra Mountain streams but has no outlet. Streams carry minerals into the lake; evaporation reduces its fresh water content. As a result the lake has a salt concentration twice that of the ocean and no fish can live there.

Mono, however, supports life: trillions of brine shrimp and alkali flies sustain migratory birds that flock here. At various times of the year it is a birder’s paradise with nearly 100 species of birds residing here. Mono Lake is second in size only to Great Salt Lake as a California gull rookery. Anywhere from 44,000 to 65,000 gulls arrive each year to breed at Mono Lake.

Tomorrow I’ll give you a closer look at the tufa formations you see in the waters of this shot.

Theme Day: Where I belong

Mtns and barn

This photo tells you a little about the place where I belong, Sequim (pronounced “Skwim”). It’s a small town on the Olympic Peninsula, Washington State U.S.A. Rather than recite details of what this place is, I’ll tell you this: I lived most of my life in one of the most arguably beautiful places in the world, the San Francisco Bay Area.

I’ve lived here, in Sequim, for six years. I wake up each day eager to see the view out my windows. Yesterday I saw four bald eagles in flight. People wave as you drive by. Those mountains, above, anchor me and give me a sense of place. Is this where I belong? You can bet on it.

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Eastern view

Lighthouse and Baker

Saturday was a very clear day which meant very good views of Mt. Baker. This shot, from Marine Drive, shows Baker to the right with the New Dungeness Light Station to the left. Mt. Baker, which is part of the Cascade Range east of the Olympic Peninsula, is cloaked with a new layer of freshly fallen snow.

View seat

Nearby there were a couple of benches for enjoying this view and the traffic on the Strait of Juan de Fuca.