First off, we snagged an awesome campsite right beside the Owen’s River. After a solid month in the desert, we were both pretty stoked to go swimming, despite the fact the water is only slightly above freezing. Here’s a pic of Jason trying to muster up the nerve to submerge himself.
As an added bonus, our neighbors left us a bit of firewood.
The awesomness of our campsite is only slightly marred by the pair of raccoons that terrorize us on a nightly basis. They rummage around, steal food and leave muddy tracks on the windshield. And at one point I woke up and looked out the window to find a raccoon trying to pull the tent down. So not impressed.
The surrounding area is spectacular as well. Bishop is nestled in a valley encircled by snow-capped mountains and the weather patterns in the Sierras seem to provide unusual sunsets.A little searching can lead to some beautiful hidden spots. Our friend Phil found the perfect hangout near his campsite right near the Buttermilks: a waterfall, sandy beach and shady grove in a slot canyon.