We had a great week visiting my son, Joe, who lives in a yurt on top of a mountain in the Sierra Nevada. We stayed in a delightful Air b and b house in the nearest village (not that near). It is a very tough walk/climb up to Joe's land and I am simply not up to it. Also I have a real fear of heights. Joe has some very kind neighbours (15 minutes walk away) and Tom very kindly offered to drive me there - it is a very different route and involved me clamping my eyes shut for 30 minutes and trying not to imagine the wheels going over the edge of the track and down the sheer drop. I was beyond terrified but, thanks to Tom, made it. My husband finally got the circulation back in his leg where I had gripped it.
Once there it is fantastic. The yurt is really substantial with windows and a wood-burning stove. The almond trees had already blossomed, so we missed that as the mountains are covered in them and are apparently sensational.
The views are magnificent with a snow-capped mountain in the distance.
Once there it is fantastic. The yurt is really substantial with windows and a wood-burning stove. The almond trees had already blossomed, so we missed that as the mountains are covered in them and are apparently sensational.
The views are magnificent with a snow-capped mountain in the distance.
The shower is outside, of course, and this is the view!!!
All you can hear is a lot of birdsong and the occasional goat bell.
All you can hear is a lot of birdsong and the occasional goat bell.
RSS Feed