The Sierra Nevada live up to their name as snowy mountains each winter, but getting snow to make it all the way down to the lower elevations of their Alabama Hills granite foothills and stick there is a much more rare occurrence. Even more rare is for it to snow for 12 straight hours like it did on Thanksgiving Day, blanketing this familiar landscape into an entirely new winter world. The next morning, I was traveling all over the hills exploring the transformation. On my way back down Movie Road I found that a bank of fog had moved in and created this version of an often photographed view at the top of a hill. Lone Pine Peak stands far up above the masked landscape below, with the road disappearing into the fog which was so thick you couldn't see even a hint of where it went. I never get tired of how weather and atmospheric conditions can transform familiar scenes into something new.
Beautiful, Kurt. I was tracking this storm myself but couldn't get up until Sunday. I had some decent conditions on Monday morning but would have loved to have been there right after the storm.
