Onion Valley Drive 4-25-12

After work I decided to take a drive up Onion Valley, after the suggestion of one of my co-workers. I didn’t make it the whole way up, as there are numerous sets of switchbacks. I did however get to look out over the valley and caught glimpses of some deer. They do not look quite like the ones that I am use to back home, they are much smaller. The sight of Death Valley off in the distance was magnificent. It is amazing how much you can see when you start getting up near the peaks of the Sierra Mountains.

Mt. Whitney Portal & Film Museum 4-23-12

On my first set of days off, I decided to go down to Lone Pine and check out the film museum. I totally geeked out to see the Tremors puppets. This was one of my favorite movies growing up. I also took a drive up the Mt. Whitney Portal. It was absolutely stunning up there. The Pine trees are unlike anything I’ve ever seen before. The view alone was crazy too. It was amazing looking down into the valley and seeing how small Independence is. I look forward to hiking Mt. Whitney at some point this summer. There are just so many amazing things to see and do around these parts. Although I feel isolated in Independence, a town of only 600 people, there are many great outdoorsy things to do in every direction.

Going to California: My Journey 4/15/12-4/17/12

After finishing up my internship with Farm Sanctuary, I jumped right into another internship with my hometown Minor League Baseball team, the Altoona Curve. Just a couple weeks into this internship, I received an email about an internship position that opened up through the Student Conservation Association. All within 24 hours, I received this message, got interviewed, and hired. I had two days to pack up my car and say what little goodbyes I had a chance to. I left behind a handful of loved ones and took off across the country on a new adventure, a new chapter in my life. I got accepted into an internship with the National Park Service working at the Manzanar National Historic Site. This is a place where some 10,000 Japanese were interned during WWII. 10 States, 2,500 miles, and 2 days later, I arrived at my new home in Independence, CA. Here are some photos from that journey across the country.