Yathin (yathin) wrote,
Yathin
yathin

Dead Pelican

Every once in a while you come across something unexpected on the trails. Dark clouds loomed in the east, and the Sierra in the west was behind a veil of fog and rain. Mono Lake was not blue, or green or turquoise like it is on an ordinary day. There was an ominous calm. The storm had arrived.





South Beach, Mono Lake.







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