Arriving in Bishop

Saturday came and we moved on from our nice little adventure in Independence. In a rare case of back-tracking, we actually returned to Lone Pine to take care of the weekly chores of laundry and a shower (each, of course) before turning back to the North towards Bishop. It didn’t take long to drive from Lone Pine to Bishop but by the time we did it was well into the afternoon.  We drove up to Volcanic Tablelands (sounds cool huh?) to stay a night in the public lands North of Bishop.

It has been more than three years since I’ve been to Bishop, and I miss it. Moose and I have spend a night on the Tablelands before (just weeks before meeting Kerri) but Kerri had not. I really enjoyed the time here – or so I thought, but reading my old post says otherwise – and wanted Kerri to see what the area had to offer. Unfortunately the place was crowded, as is everywhere that I can provide a web-URL for nowadays. We had to settle for a less-then-epic spot to camp for the night… not what we are accustomed too, but it will do.

The following morning we ventured further North to explore some of the sights in the area; primarily a couple spots with petroglyphs. Red Canyon Petroglyphs and Chalfant Petroglyphs areas are both up the Fish Slough road – a long, but well graded gravel ribbon cut through the wasteland of the volcanic desert. Moose was able to join us for the walks around each area while Byron got more beauty sleep in. The wind was really kicking a fit, but we had a good time anyway. For the morning anyway, it felt like old times with the desert all our own. We saw very few people during our time exploring the area.

That afternoon we stopped for lunch at the famous Bishop Burger Barn to stuff ourselves silly. The dogs did not join us, to their dismay. There wasn’t much that was going to be happening after that so we headed out to scout a few dirt roads for a place to stay the work week. We had a list of tourist-things to do the next day, so a good night’s sleep was in need. Neither of us are good in tourist environments, so fingers crossed…