Along the old stock drive: Eastern Sierra

Before the National Forest system came into being in the early 1900s, the cowboys went wherever they wanted to go and did whatever they wanted to do in the great mountains of the Eastern Sierra. There were no restrictions or regulations and that often led to greedy overgrazing and massive resource destruction of sensitive meadows and streams. Many of these places will not recover in hundreds of years even with stock absent. It was the job of the first US Forest Rangers to stop the overgrazing once and for all.

The Bishop cowboys from the 1860s until grazing ended in their traditional high mountain pastures were masters of their terrain. They searched each basin they were going to graze from Coyote to South Lake, Sabrina and North Lake. They found the exact spots to construct drift fences to keep the animals in or out of an area. All the drift fences remain intact today along the old stock drive trails.

They would fence off the beautiful high mountain meadows to keep the cows in one basin until it was time to move them to the next basin. Back they would come in the Fall to drive them down fat and sassy to Bishop for the winter.

In more modern times the Forest Service actually posted the old cowboy trails with signs that said, “Stock Drive.” Many of these signs are still out there on the trees rusted beyond recognition.

The Green Lake area was a favorite spot for the cowboys to camp along the stock drive. Not far from their camp was the traditional Paiute summer camp. It was not a happy moment for the Indian people to watch hundreds of cows eating and trampling their hunting and gathering areas. That ended their beautiful life in the mountains. So much so that they do not visit those ancient sites to this day.

Long before the cowboys appeared on the scene in the mountains and valleys, the Indians were using many of the trails that the cowboys adopted and improved. The first trail builders were the Indians. Not hard to understand when an arrowhead and associated artifacts are found along the trail.

Along came the cowboys following the Indian routes but having to make changes to get their horses and stock through. The cowboys started more advanced trail work clearing large talus rock and constructing switchbacks.

In their footsteps came the commercial mule packers who started constructing superb trails long before the Forest Service trail crews began. In fact much of what the Forest Service learned about trail building was from those old cowboys who later became the first forest rangers. It was a perfect circle that lasts to this day.

Drift fences were made from whatever resources the cowboys had from barbed wire to trees and poles. Before barbed wire everything was either rock walls or trees used to fence off an area. Gates were made so that poles could slide in and out between two trees.

Because of the steepness of the mountains there was often only one way to go to get from one basin to another. Any obstacles like talus rock or downed trees had to be removed so the stock could get through safely. In those rocky places they could place a couple of poles across the trail to keep the stock in.

It was a real different experience in pioneer days than the quiet we enjoy today. The cows would be spread out for a half mile bellering and kicking up dust. They could be heard all across the basins for many miles.

Overgrazing caused many problems in the sensitive meadows of the high Sierra country. The heavy weight of the animals punched holes in the sod when it was wet. The tufts of grass that remained began to catch seeds blowing across the meadow. Brush and trees stated growing at a much faster pace to take over and dominate the meadow than they normally would.

Overgrazing speeds up the ecosystem of a pond becoming a meadow followed by trees taking over. So instead of thousands of years for this process to occur, it only takes hundreds.

Once again folks it looks like we have come to the end of the trail. Sure did learn a few things along the way.

Because I had years of experience as a Forest Service trail person, I learned how to locate historic trails as I hiked cross country. As I found them I restored them to their original condition so that people can enjoy them today.

Hiking with dogs in the Sierra and the deserts

Hiking with dogs in the mountains is something I have been doing since I was a kid in Tahoe in the 50s, going fishing on the Truckee River with my Springer Spaniel named Pepper. I would continue to have Springer’s for the rest of my life.

After having five dogs so far, I have learned a few things to keep them healthy and avoid costly vet bills. First of all, I would not have it any other way.  Only death could ever separate us.    I consider a dog to be an asset in my life, when I cannot see or hear. Not only do they become your best partner with proper training, but they become your protector. When they start sniffing the air, it is obvious that something is up, and a warning to pay attention.

Oftentimes, it can be an animal like a bear or deer that they smell.  All dogs want to chase animals, but it is a good way to lose them. I don’t allow my dog to get too far ahead of me anymore, because I lost a dog that way.

I was hiking along Caples Creek one year when the river was raging from storm runoff. I saw my dog run across Jake Schneider meadow, and that was the last I ever saw of her. I believe that she made a dire mistake that day and drowned.  I met some hikers who said they heard a dog barking down by the river.  That was her in trouble, and I couldn’t get to her in time to help. That is why I am so protective of my dogs today and always carry a leash in my pocket.

Some of the other dangers dogs can face out in the sticks are rattlers, porcupines, bears, coyotes, and rarely, lions.  One thing is for sure that if you hike long enough, you will run into every one of these animals. A lot of times my dogs would run right over a rattler stretched out on the trail, and by the time I got there, the thing was going off, ready to strike.  I trained my dogs from pups to fear snakes.  Dogs are actually quicker than a snake, and one of my dogs killed one.  He came around from a boulder out in Buttermilk and had a dead rattler in his mouth.

Porcupines are another critter that you hope your dogs never get into.  There is nothing worse than having to pull out 50 quills from your dog’s muzzle. The quills can go through the nose and get stuck in the gums.  Some can penetrate organs and kill a dog. That is why I carry tweezers in my pack just in case.

Speaking of coyotes I have looked down more than once and seen two dogs instead of one walking behind me.  The second animal was a coyote trailing along just like he knew what he was doing. As long as you do not react with fear, they walk off as silently as they came.  I would be very cautious around a pack of coyotes.

The most scary animal besides a bear is the mountain lion.  This is one time my dog literally saved my life.  I was hiking in Utah coming down through a chute in the ledges, when it narrowed and became thick with brush.  I let my dog, Spenny, go ahead of me, and he started growling at something below a small cliff ahead of us. Immediately, a lion jumped up and scared the living bejesus out of us.  The thing was growling and had its paw out to nail me.  Spenny started crying, and I started yelling as loud as I could.  Thank God the thing jumped back down and allowed us to get the heck out of there. It must have had cubs down below us.

The other big bummer to discuss in the lower elevations of the Sierra foothills on the west side is poison oak.  If the dogs get into it, they will spread the oil in the car and the house. It can cause a serious problem for those who are allergic to the plant.  Ticks can play hell with dogs, and then transfer onto your person, your car and your house. I have pulled off hundreds of ticks from my dogs and quite a few from myself. It’s a good way to get Lyme’s disease.

There are so many other things to watch out for like avoiding hot trails that will inflame a dog’s feet causing them to limp.  You want to make sure their toenails are cut, and after that, the rocks will keep them ground down.

Foxtails are another thing that can cause a dog discomfort and become infected. Shaving the fur between the toes and under the arm pits will go a long way to solve this problem.  It is also important to shave inside the ear flap to prevent foxtails from getting in. This can ruin a trip real fast.  I had to come all the way out of the Grand Canyon one time when my dog got a foxtail in his ear.

Another thing dogs can do if their foot pads aren’t tough enough is rub a hole that will bleed and cause limping. The pads can crack and bleed, especially from swimming, and Vaseline can help with that problem.  I carry a couple of dog boots in case any foot problems happen.  First aid treatment for foxtails and inflamed feet is to soak them in a iodine solution and rinse.

As you can see by now a lot of bad stuff can happen to your buddy out on the trail, and it is important to be prepared. I have actually had to carry one of my dogs out over my shoulder for several miles due to an injury, and it was difficult. With a heavy dog it is impossible.

Now, on to the training and what is necessary to teach your dog how to negotiate the wilderness terrain. The first and most important thing is that the dog needs to be in control at all times on or off the leash. They must come when you call or whistle, because their life could depend on it.

You don’t want your dog to chase animals, but they will do it.  Try to train them to have a soft mouth even when they get an animal like a marmot.  It is possible to teach them not to kill, but you have to be able intervene quickly. They are just doing what they were instinctually born to do as predators.  Because we feed them, they don’t need to kill for food.

The Park Service uses this as one of the reasons to not allow dogs.  Yet, they allow stock which can cause much more damage. Once again, the dog needs to be in control.  It is probably the hardest thing to do to train a dog this way. In this day and age it is mandatory for the master to be as well trained as his dog.

From the time my dogs were pups I trained them to ford streams, cross logs, rock hop in the big talus, climb and stay quiet in the woods.  So quiet and stealthy that people pass by on the trail with their dogs and do not see us just feet away.

That is the way you want to be in the woods.  Where you, your dog, and the mountains become one.

 

Images of the Eastern Sierra

 

Old Benton Hot Springs

Most people in California have driven over HWY 120 that goes through Yosemite from Manteca on the west side of the Sierra. Few have driven the entire 152 miles over the mountains to Old Benton Hot Springs near the junction of Hwy 6 and the Nevada State Line. Nor do they know that Old Benton preceded its famous sister, Bodie, and was a full blown mining camp of 3,000 to 5,000 people in 1862.

It is hard to imagine that only thirteen years after the California Gold Rush, there were men digging holes for gold and silver all over Blind Spring Hill. The town was so large that it had its own Chinatown and flourished for 50 years.

Unlike Bodie, Old Benton was never completely abandoned and exists to this day as a living ghost town. For visitors there is a general store, campground with unique hot spring tubs, and a bed and breakfast. Many buildings have disappeared but the unusual pumice stone structures remain. The entire place is totally green and heated by hot spring water. The water is so good that it is drinkable, and some swear that it is the “fountain of youth.”

I first visited the town passing through on my way to go hiking in the 1970s. I remember seeing the elderly owner, Buster Bramlette, sitting in his rocking chair watching the world drive by his front door at the old store.

Outside the screen door at the entrance was a sign that said, “Browsers not welcome!” Off to the side of the building were two Dobermans behind a chain link fence that meant business.

All was okay if one entered the store and requested to buy some beer or soda pop. Then you got to see a real life museum with pristine wagons, tons of artifacts, thousands of arrowheads and Chinese relics. There was even an old juke box in mint condition from the 50s.

In the back could be heard laughter and a big welcoming hello from Buster’s wife, Maybelle, who was the total opposite personality from Buster, who wanted to run everybody off.

The next time I went to Benton was to help my buddy, Slim, during a cattle round up in the fall. Slim kept some cattle on Buster’s pasture and would come every year to help with the roundup. After the work was done we were treated to a real old fashioned lunch at the store and ice cold beer.

Little did I know that in future years I would work for their grandson, Bill, when he was the recreation officer on the Mammoth Ranger District in the 1980s. He was the best boss any of us ever had in the forest service, and we have remained friends to this day. When Maybelle died in 1997 followed by Buster a year later, Bill inherited the ranch and old town. He and his wife, Diane, are keeping the place intact as their grandparents would have wanted.

Buster Bramlette was born in Downey, California, and grew up with his brother Tommy and sister Lucille in Little Lake on Hwy 395. His father, Bill, was a race car driver in the teens, helped form the AAA Club of Southern California, and owned the first bank in Downey. In 1910 he bought Little Lake which has since burned down. He then purchased the Bramlette Ranch near the agricultural inspection station on Hwy 6. Finally, in 1928, he made the best purchase of all, when he acquired Old Benton Hot Springs.

Maybelle Bramlette was raised on the Kern plateau in the southern Sierra. Her father, Porter, homesteaded out there, had a sawmill, and ran cattle. When Maybelle needed schooling, she was sent down to Little Lake to be tutored. She was 14 when she met Buster, and he fell in love. He decided to hike all the way up to her father’s cabin to ask for her hand in marriage. When he got there, Porter slammed the door in his face, and he had to go all the way back down the mountain brokenhearted. Buster was persistent though and returned the next year to ask for Maybelle’s hand now that she was 15. This time he was successful and the rest is history.

Grandson Bill reminisces about how his grandparents used to send him out to watch the cows all summer when he was a boy. He had a little mustang pony named Tuffy that he rode to move the cattle to their grazing areas in Truman Meadows, Pizona and McBride Flat.

Isolation was a friend to Bill, and he later became a wilderness ranger. That started him on a career that led to becoming a Forest Supervisor on the Inyo National Forest.

Bill has a lot of great stories to tell about the people he grew up with in Benton. One of the more colorful characters was a lion hunter and mountain man named Charlie Tant, who was hired by the ranchers to remove lions from preying on their cattle and sheep. Bill said Charlie used to stuff newspapers under his clothes for insulation and would come down once a year from his cabin in the mountains to soak in the hot spring to get the newspapers off. Then he would repeat the process.

Bill and Diane, who was also a Forest Supervisor on the Modoc National Forest, have honored Buster and Maybelle’s memory by donating land to the Eastern Sierra Land Trust to hold for the public into perpetuity. This is really one of the best things they could have ever done for all of us, because Old Benton is truly a special place in the history of the West.

To learn more about Old Benton contact historicbentonhotsprings.com.

Little Egypt Revisited

 

 

Petroglyphs of Chalfant Valley

 

Buttermilk and the Tungsten Hills

            One thing about visiting Bishop,California is there is no lack of recreational opportunities, whatever they may be, in every direction out of town. Not only are there excellent places to hike, but the area is popular with climbers, equestrians, Off Highway Vehicle lovers, mountain bikers, hunters and fishermen, photographers, research people and many more.

            Two areas that have become well known in recent years with climbers and OHV enthusiasts are the Tungsten Hills and the Buttermilk country.  I lump these two recreation areas together, because they adjoin each other.  The Tungsten Hills is a premier off road and motorcycle playground, and Buttermilk is the home territory of the young Boulderer, who comes from all over the world to climb there.  Buttermilk and the Chalk Bluffs on the Volcanic Tableland are the two most frequented places to climb for the past fifteen years. These two areas are totally separate from the Sierra Crest and have their own ecosystems that are high desert and fragile.

            The Tungsten Hills was an area where cowboys, sheepherders and miners roamed before the steel hardener called Tungsten was discovered and heavily mined during WWI. Not much is left of the small mining district except rusty cans, old mill foundations and broken shards of glass.  Some of the deposits that were removed created huge holes in the earth which dot the hills. 

            Near the entrance to theTungsten City Rd.is a housing area called Rocking K ranch.  This area was developed back in the 60s, and is where the elite of Bishop meet the fleet.  Such notables as Dave Mc Coy, the creator of Mammoth Mountain Ski Area, and Bob Tanner, the owner of Reds Meadow resort, built their homes there.  It is a beautiful place that they made an oasis out of in the high desert of  Bishop.

            Dave McCoy was an all around man and still is with his photography adventures and his photo blog.  One of Dave’s loves when he wasn’t busy working up on the ski hill was to ride dirt bikes with his buddies.  They would go right out of his house and actually made most of the motorcycle trails that exist in the Tungsten Hills today.  Now in his nineties, Dave and his wife Roma still venture out in the Hills in their Rhino.

            As things began to tighten down because of more riders and resource damage, BLM specified a trail system in the Tungsten Hills that includes all OHV users and all levels of ability.

            For the most part the OHV trails are sandy and travel through areas of boulders and fantastic granite rock formations.  There are few trees in that area, and it is rocky and stark with deeply cut washes.  There are small stream crossings and numerous mining sites accessed by a network of roads. Most of the really dangerous mine shafts have been fenced for public safety, but there are still some that cannot be seen until one is right on top of them. Those are the super dangerous shafts that you do not want to approach to look down or dare to let your dog near.

            From every vantage point and from on top of a knob like Tungsten Peak, elevation 5,951, the Sierra Crest looms large in the background. Mt.Tom at 13,652 feet and Basin Mt. at 13,181 feet dominate the horizon.

            All mining activity has ceased and much of it has been cleaned up by the Forest Service and BLM.  In between the maze of roads and trails one can walk for miles through strange and wonderful natural areas.

            Although the Buttermilk area off Hwy 168, not far out of Bishop, adjoins the Tungsten Hills, it is totally different and has beautiful granitic rock formations and huge boulders left over from the glaciers.  The Pinyon and Jeffrey trees with the interesting rock formations, orange and white sand, and majestic views of the Sierra all combine to make the place seem enchanted.

            Naturally, it would become one of the most popular areas in the country, if not the world, to climb boulders.  It wasn’t always so and thirty five years ago, nobody was out there, except the last stockmen and miners.  Logging had gone on in locations above Buttermilk as far back as the 1890s, and they, along with the Nevada Power Company, made the old roads.  When bulldozers were invented in the 1920s, the roads that we use today were constructed.  Before that it was horse drawn graders in places where there was no rock.  Otherwise, all the rock had to be removed by hand, and some of the old wagon roads are still intact near the housing area called Starlight.  They are really fun to follow and look for the old purple glass and cans.

            When the local Bishop climbers started writing and posting on the internet about the wonders of Bishop and what a great new area it is to climb, people came from all over like it was the new Haight Ashbury of the rock climbing world.  Many of them stayed, started climbing schools and guide services, and raised families. More climbers continue to come each year, and the place is more popular than ever with the young adults.

            What is really nice about the whole deal is that all the camping is dispersed and free.  There are numerous side roads along creeks and near meadows, like Sharps Meadow that have excellent camp sites.  It is a mix of Forest Service land, BLM, and Los Angeles Dept. of Water and Power, and unless it says no camping, it’s okay.  All that is needed is a California Campfire Permit which can be obtained at any forestry office and is good for a year.  Since Buttermilk is in the foothills of the Sierra, it snows less and is warmer.  People climb out there most of the winter, but summer is just too hot. At that point everyone has to retreat up high into the mountains.

            For the hiker these areas offer many places to explore far from any of the other user activities.  Many spots have burned in the last thirty years, but in between, are dense patches of brush that are difficult to walk through.

            The area has many springs and sloping meadows where cattle grazing once dominated.  Creeks cut through deep canyons filled with immense Jeffrey trees and Cottonwoods.

            Evidence of Native Americans is everywhere to be seen in the form of obsidian flakes left over from ancient hunting forays. 

            Small pockets of hard rock mining are tucked away and hidden in odd places one would never expect.  Some mining sites they packed mules up to and blasted to create a shaft.  Other sites were accessed by bulldozer from the 30s until the 70s, when mining on the Inyo National Forest began to become more restrictive.

            When one looks up at the Sierra Crest from Buttermilk, old mining roads that the bulldozer operators made are visible in incredibly steep places.  Those men were truly fearless, but accidents did happen, and some lost their lives.

            Next time you are cruising Hwy 395 through Bishop, drive upWest Line St.about 8 miles to the Buttermilk turnoff.  The Tungsten Hills can be reached off Ed Powers Rd, about 5 miles north of Bishop.

            Every now and then the residents of Bishop are treated to a spectacular show during storms when the Buttermilks are lit up with sunlight and a rainbow, while everything around them is dark and foreboding.

Images of the Volcanic Tableland

Ten Best Campgrounds in the Eastern Sierra

How we all long to get away from it all and go camping. It is so ingrained into our national psyche that the phrase, “Happy Camper” denotes whether we are doing well or not.

When kids grow up to be adults they always remember those times out camping with the family, if they were so fortunate to do so.

It is the place that is remembered where one can go to re-create himself or herself in the midst of the American recreation world of fun.

That is why there are generations telling stories about camping experiences and how they came back to the same places all of their lives often bringing children and grandchildren.

One of those favorite places to recreate is in the Eastern Sierra of California that affords both desert and mountainous terrain to explore.

It is an impressive land called Inyo by the native people meaning, “Dwelling Place of the Great Spirit.” And indeed it is with its radical escarpment, giant peaks and volcanic-glaciated terrain.

It is also a land where ancient spirits roam places like the Volcanic Tableland, ten miles north of Bishop, where petroglyphs and signs of human habitation for thousands of years are evident.

The list of activities is endless in the Eastern Sierra ranging from: camping (developed and dispersed), hiking, biking, equestrian and mule packing, OHV (Off Highway Vehicle), fishing, hunting, boating, scientific research, birding, rock climbing, hang gliding, soaring, golfing, snow skiing, exploring and many more.

While doing any of these wonderful activities one needs to know where to camp and what the top ten choices for campgrounds are for starters. Then you can search further and find other nice spots. So, here we go starting from the south end of the Inyo National Forest at Lone Pine heading north toward Bridgeport on the Toiyabe

1. Horseshoe Meadow:
One of the few remaining forest service run campgrounds left on the Inyo. All the others went to private concessionaires years ago, and they charge $23 now.

Horseshoe is still a great deal at $8 per night and is walk-in only. There are two separate campgrounds at the trailheads for Cottonwood Lakes and Cottonwood Pass. There is also a ten unit equestrian camp that is one of only two on the Inyo. This camp is very popular with the backcountry horsemen and equestrian folks from So Cal.

Mt Whitney hikers stay at Horseshoe overnight to acclimate before their ascent the next day, because it is at 10,000 feet.

The drive and views up the road to Horseshoe Meadow are incredible. Walt’s Point, high up the road, is a favorite hang gliding take off spot. The high elevation, immediate entrance to the Golden Trout Wilderness, and outstanding scenery make Horseshoe Meadow a prime camping location for those who live close to the Southern Sierra.

2. Onion Valley:
The Sierra gains magnificent heights out of the quaint little town of Independence and over Kearsarge Pass. The drive up is as spectacular and breathtaking as the Horseshoe Meadow road past older closed roads that go to defunct mines.

The campground at Onion Valley is small but still retains its old days charm with nice, new bathrooms.

Onion Valley is a fine riparian area with streams and springs bubbling up all over. Everything out of the campground is straight up and gains expansive views of the Owens Valley.

Not far from Independence is the Sawmill Trailhead and Division Creek power plant. This is a real nice area to disperse camp for free.

The usual rule for dispersed camping, which is everything outside of the developed campgrounds, is try to use an existing fire ring, and make sure to have a California Campfire Permit, good for a year and available at forest service and forestry offices. Always pay close attention to fire restrictions which are usually posted along all the roads.

3. Goodale-Taboose:
These BLM campgrounds are grouped together, because they are so close to one another. They are low elevation camps in the Owens Valley along creeks with thick brush and lava flow formations.

Taboose is a tuber that the Paiute people ate and actually irrigated. It was one of the first forms of irrigation the settlers saw when they moved into the valley in the 1860s.

The Taboose Pass Trail is famous for being a real heart rate experience. The first two miles trudging in soft sand and no shade up to the first creek is killer when it is hot.

There is just no let up in that trail all the way to the pass, when one encounters large fields of obsidian flakes left by the ancient Trans-Sierra traders.

One of the marvels of this area in spring is the vast fields of Mountain Lupine which grows in areas previously burned by fire.

4. Big Pine:
Home to the Palisade Glacier, Lon Cheney cabin, entrance to the Bristlecone Pine Forest and Westgaard Pass, the only highway through the White Mountains.

All the campgrounds in Big Pine Canyon are nice. The one up where Glacier Lodge used to be is probably the best. There is a nice little pack station by the campgrounds, too.

Big Pine Canyon is laid back and very different than its neighbors to the north. Yet, it has some wonderful areas to hike that cater to every ability from beginner to expert. Nice waterfalls and lakes abound on all the trails up there.

There is even an upper walk-in campground that they used to drive to years ago. It is a short, steep hike from the trailhead at the end of the road.

On the north fork trail is the Lon Cheney cabin that the actor had built in the 30s and still stands in perfect condition today.

5. Bishop Creek Canyon:
Most people traveling along Hwy 395 are on their way to Mammoth and not as many venture up into Bishop Creek Canyon or the more remote OHV areas in the Coyote Mountains.

With three lake destinations, Bishop Canyon is loaded with campgrounds from Bitterbrush at the lowest elevation to North Lake at the highest.

Bishop Park is one of the nicer ones near the popular fishing spot, Intake II. Most of the campsites are right along the creek in the big Jeffrey Pine trees.

One of the most beautiful camping areas is Table Mountain Group Camp. This is a walk-in with its own meadow, stream and fine, tall mountains rising up from it. Few campgrounds attain this type of splendor.

Group camps are the best deal going for five to twenty five people. The cost is affordable when split by the group, and they get their own campground reserved just for them. It doesn’t get any better.

6. Rock Creek Canyon:
On the way to the Rock Creek Lake junction at Toms Place is Pine Creek Canyon. There are no campgrounds there but some excellent dispersed sites along the creek.

Pine Creek was home to the Union Carbide Mine, now defunct, and has a pack station that covers some of the most rugged and beautiful mountains in the Sierra.

Rock Creek Canyon is number one on the best place to go and camp in the Eastern Sierra. It, too, has a multitude of campgrounds, lodges and western scenery at its finest.

French Camp (7,000 feet) is at the entrance to the canyon and is at a much lower elevation than Mosquito Flat (10,000 feet) at the end of the road where the trail to Little Lakes Valley begins.

Mid way up the road are perhaps the nicest little campgrounds at Upper and Lower Corral. The old lodge and cabins are there near the campgrounds in the thick of the Lodgepole trees.

The meadow and views of the mountains at the end of the valley at Upper Corral are incomparable. The whole area is just like a beautiful Japanese landscape garden with sand, boulders and ancient Juniper trees.

Some of the best hiking is to be had in all the side canyons of Rock Creek including the Tamarack Bench and Hilton Lakes.

7. Mammoth Lakes:
If Rock Creek is the nicest area to camp, then the Mammoth area is definitely runner up. Campers like it, because it has the Lakes Basin and Reds Meadow for camping and the town for all the amenities that a large ski resort would have.

Reds Meadow is spectacular with the Devil’s Postpile and numerous campgrounds along the San Joaquin River.

At the end of the road is the Reds Meadow campground, nearby store and Mule House Café. Buses are running all day long, and it is easy to get around in the valley.

Reds Meadow Campground is still like it always was in a semi-primitive state but with nice bathrooms and flush toilets. All the campgrounds in the valley are cozy, but Reds Meadow, with its nearby hot spring bath house is the best.

Agnew Group Camp is the other good choice in the valley. It is set way back in an absolutely superb area with huge Fir trees and very private.

8. June Lake:
June Lake is like the little gem of the Eastern Sierra without the visitor pressure that its sister Mammoth gets 20 miles to the south. There are Silver, Grant, Gull and June Lakes in the loop and many campgrounds to choose from.

Oh Ridge Campground at the entrance to the town is a good one and has its own little beach with the bluest, coldest water. The word for this place in summer would have to be “refreshing.”

A lot of wealthy, famous people hung out in June Lake in the 30s and 40s. Walter Lantz and Frank Capra had summer homes on Millionaires Row at Silver Lake. Clark Gable, Carol Lombard and all their friends used to pack up to Little Hollywood on Gem Lake to hunt, fish and party.
No doubt about it that June Lake has the most charm of all the towns in the Eastern Sierra.

There are many free campgrounds around June Lake like Big Springs, Deadman, Glass Creek and Hartley Springs to the south.
Walker Lake trailhead to the north is really nice now since they fixed it up with nifty little camp units.

9. Lee Vining:
This is the gateway to Yosemite and perhaps the most popular junction in summer. It also has ancient Mono Lake and many a photographic moment in every sunrise and sunset.

Nearby, the Mono Craters are a reminder of the cataclysmic forces of nature that have shaped the Eastern Sierra. And in the mountains of the Sierra are the polished granite surfaces left from the glaciers that carved it.

That is why everyone heads for Saddlebag Lake Campground to get close to Yosemite and the Range of Light.

A little side trip that is highly recommended in between June Lake and Lee Vining on Hwy 120 East is Old Benton Hot Springs. This town is the next best thing to its cousin Bodie up the road and has a history that equals it with the mining that went on at Blind Springs Hill in the 1860s. Each campsite in the town has its own hot spring tub. It does not get any better than sitting in one of those hot tubs and looking up at Boundary Peak, the highest point in Nevada.

10. Lundy, Virginia Lakes, Green Creek:
These areas on the northeast end of Yosemite National Park are rugged, loaded with history and superb in their own right. There are not many developed campgrounds out there and that is the way they like it on the Toiyabe National Forest.

Lyin’ Jim Townsend, the famous pioneer journalist, called Lundy home for awhile. He created a big bonanza fictional town in his newspaper complete with scandals, murders, and corruption to influence would be stock investors in London. It worked!

Virginia Lakes is an area of shale and volcanism like most of the Sierra. I found a Spanish style arrastra there years ago off the trail where they used burros to grind ore by making them walk around in a circle, dragging a heavy rock.

Green Creek is really mellow like Virginia Lakes and Lundy Canyon. It is near the Bodie turnoff and is steeped in history with one of the first dams for a power plant operation.

Well, that about covers all that I can share with you about camping in the Eastern Sierra from my many years of living there.

What you need to do before you go camping is check out the appropriate websites to find out the opening/closing dates. fees, and whether reservations are required or not.

Some camps are still first come-first served, and you can find that out on the websites as well.

Remember this, my camping friends, “Families and friends who camp and hike together, stay together.”  Happy camping!

Eastern Sierra Sunsets