Clouds Rest

Nov. 6th, 2022 11:00 am
goobergunch: (mountain)
Last Saturday I finally got the time to head up to Yosemite for some hiking. This has basically been a lost year in terms of peakbagging due to car troubles that weren’t resolved until late July (and even then, I was in no hurry to be outside of easy tow distance from the Bay Area), high gas prices, and other weekend obligations. But with the dip in fuel costs last weekend, I set the 5:45 AM alarm and was off to Tioga Road. This late in the season, traffic was mercifully light—I had no traffic to contend with on Priest Grade, and the electronic signs that usually warn of Yosemite permit restrictions or the need to arrive early to find parking simply said that the passes were open.

I got to Tenaya Lake (8150′) around 10:20 AM and was off on the Sunrise Lakes Trail. It’s a bit over seven miles to Clouds Rest, with the elevation gain coming in bursts. After the first couple miles out of the trailhead, there’s a steep stretch of stairs that leads to a trail junction at about 9220′. I paused on these stairs to take my jacket off (temperatures were maybe in the 50s, but sunny) after getting passed by a large group. Who apparently (per a conversation I had with a member on the summit) hadn’t been hiking up a bunch of mountains recently. Well, they still seemed to be in better shape than I was, even though I did get back ahead of them later. (There were a fair number of people on the trail—most of the trail may be in the Yosemite Wilderness, but it’s still a fairly easy dayhike in Yosemite and even this late in the season it’s not really a wilderness solitude experience.)

After the Sunset Lakes trail junction, there’s a brief downhill stretch and then the trail levels out for a while before making the final ascent to the summit. The last stretch is notably fun because the trail peters out and the ascent route goes directly over the rocks of the summit ridge. It’s all very easy (I maybe used my hands for balance once or twice?) and not particularly dangerous; I’ve seen trip reports from people who got frightened by the alleged narrowness of the ridge—and in fairness, the dropoff to the west is stunning, nearly five thousand feet into Tenaya Canyon—but I find it hard to imagine any real risk except on a particularly windy day. And it’s not long before one reaches the the 9926′ summit of Clouds Rest. The views in all directions are the stunning vistas of Yosemite, from the aforementioned drop into Tenaya Canyon, to Half Dome (only a couple miles distant), to Little Yosemite Valley and the high country beyond (Mt. Clark is particularly notable, but Lyell/Maclure are also distinctly compelling, as is the Cathedral Range). There’s no register that I found (it’s too popular a mountain) but I did spent quite a bit of time at the summit just soaking in the views. I ran into a woman, also from Sunnyvale, who said that she spends every weekend in Yosemite. Must be nice.

Alas, this late in the season, there’s a solar clock ticking that stops one from resting for too long. One can, with a car shuttle, continue ten more miles along the trail past Half Dome and descend all the way to Happy Isles in Yosemite Valley (a mere 4105′ in elevation), but that’s an option for another day. The worst part of the trip back to Tenaya Lake was climbing back to the aforementioned Sunset Lakes trail junction—it’s only about two hundred feet of gain, but, with my lack of conditioning, I took it way slower than I would’ve been happy with. The steep descent out of the trail junction was no picnic either. At least it was finally pretty quiet (I did see a few people going up, and I have questions since you’re not allowed to park overnight in Yosemite after October 15). Due to the crepuscular hour, I began singing snippets from show tunes to keep the bears away, which was only mildly awkward when a group of other people caught up to me. I finally got back to the car at 6:11 PM, and while it was just nine minutes after sunset, it had already gotten uncomfortably cold; had I not been in the home stretch, it would have been time to put on the jacket, gloves, and beanie I had in my backpack. (The alpenglow on Tenaya Peak was really pretty though.)

The drive home was mostly uneventful, and I once again had Priest Grade mostly to myself—the car I was behind at the very beginning pulled over, which I appreciated. The one off-putting moment was at the Kwik Serv in Big Oak Flat, where I stopped to refuel. Not only was it playing extremely Jesusy music, but the card reader at the ATM was displaying a “Let’s Go Brandon” message. (Do they realize that Dark Brandon is ours now?) And to top it off, I couldn’t even get into the bathroom. At least the gas prices weren’t too bad.

This week, the first storm of the year hit the Sierra. Tioga Road, along with all the other seasonal Sierra passes, are now closed, and while it’s officially just closed for the storm and not the season, it’s entirely possible that I got this hike in just in time. While strictly speaking it wasn’t the only time I visited the High Sierra this year, a drive-through over Tioga Pass on the way back from Westercon barely counts. Hopefully next year will be better.
goobergunch: (tardis)
Spent most of the day in San Francisco. Hiked from Baker Beach to the Marin side of the Golden Gate Bridge. That’s 2.7 more Bay Area Ridge Trail miles (mostly two ways) and maybe one more California Coastal Trail mile. Most of the elevation delta, however, came from a detour via the Batteries to Bluffs Trail. Gotta work off the wedding feasting somehow.

Then I made it to SF in SF for the first time since January 2020. Meg Elison and Laura Anne Gilman read from their new novels Number One Fan and Uncanny Times (respectively). It’s good to have actual local genre events again. I’ll have a write-up in Acrophila #3 after I actually read them.
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 ... are good. Seeing people I haven't seen for months (in some cases, since pre-pandemic): also good.
goobergunch: (jimmy)
The lectures about moving on from the 1990s would be easier to take if DC hadn't spent much of the last fifteen years trying to restore the Silver Age. Like I'd like Bart Allen to get character progression! But I rather more suspect that we just won't see him again for a while. (Although The Flash is good right now, so maybe?)

Anyway yeah, you still can't make me care about aged-up Jon Kent.
goobergunch: (tardis)
The Westercon Business Meeting voted today to award Westercon 76 to the Utah in 2024 committee (Charles Galway, chair; Cheryl A. Sneddon, treasurer). The Site Selection vote was 55 for Utah, 2 for “Any State that protects abortion rights”, and 1 for None of the Above; however the bid does not yet have a sponsoring non-profit organisation as required by Section 3.5 of the Westercon Bylaws so the decision devolved to the Business Meeting.

As Secretary of the Business Meeting, I also got to chair the Committee of the Whole in which most of the discussion about Site Selection took place. I was a bit nervous but I think it ultimately went well.

Afterwards I had a long and very interesting conversation with Ben Yalow about a variety of fannish matters.
goobergunch: (mountain)
I left Sunnyvale at around 11 ᴀ.ᴍ. yesterday—a bit later than I had hoped, what with having to deal with rental car confusion. (Turns out just because the repair shop’s paying for it doesn't mean the rental company won't put the full price, plus security deposit as a hold on your card!) After a quick stop at the Dublin HPB (they had a copy of the Bierbaums’ Legion of Super-Heroes sourcebook) I took my usual route through the Sierra over Sonora Pass (Yosemite, alas, not even allowing passthrough traffic until late afternoon this year) and sure, it’s nothing I haven’t done a dozen times before, but when I got south of Bridgeport and the High Sierra rose to the left, it felt almost like coming home. It’ been almost ten months since I've seen Ritter, Banner, and the Minarets in my rear-view mirror, or Mt. Tom guarding the entrance to Bishop, and that's way too long. (It has not been too long since I've had to refuel at Lee Vining. $98 to fill up, yikes!)

Okay, so driving all the way to Bishop might have been a bit out of my way. I pulled into Tonopah at around 8 ᴘ.ᴍ., dropped some supplies off for Westercon, and then headed out to the Pine Creek Campground. I was not prepared for the road conditions. Route 82 very quickly deteriorates into possibly the most pothole-filled road I have ever seen. I was actually relieved when it turned to dirt/gravel, because that road was actually well-graded. (Today, when returning, I was able to drive a good 40 mph on it. But of course that was during daylight.) I finally made it to Pine Creek just before 11 ᴘ.ᴍ. and went to sleep as quickly as I could.

I'm obviously not completing the Nevada county high points this year (turns out you need a working car for that, not to mention the new dispute about Churchill County) but I've been loosely planning on tagging the Nye County high point in conjunction with Westercon 74 for a couple years now. There are actually two ways to approach Mt. Jefferson—the more traditional approach does cut off more hiking mileage but is a lot more of a driving adventure, and I certainly didn't want to risk a road in questionable condition in a rental. (The Nissan Rogue mostly handled everything I asked of it nicely, although it slowed to a crawl over Sonora Pass—is this the CVT?) Pine Creek, at about 7500′, is a good 4500 feet below Mt. Jefferson’s 11,491′ of elevation and about 6½ miles from the trailhead, as the hiker walks.

So yeah, it was a long day. I got moving at 5:40 ᴀ.ᴍ. and, honestly, after the vim and vigor of the start wore off, made terrible time on account of being really, really tired. I actually lied down on a rock and closed my eyes for a bit a couple hours in (at about 9200′), which helped—I made quite a bit better time after that. Well, until the elevation started to get me. The Pine Creek Trail is straightforward and clear (with a couple of minor exceptions, which are ducked and generally still pretty obvious) up until around 11,000′. It’s got a good amount of tree cover, since it tends near the creek—in fact, there are no less than eighteen stream crossings of various widths (some trivially jumpable, some requiring rock hopping or branch balancing) on the trail—which helped keep the morning heat off. It’s honestly really pretty—not from a scenic vista perspective, but the trees are nice and there are a lot of wildflowers. Predominantly lupines, I think. Shame about the cows audible in the distance at around 9700′, and their fruit.

At 11,000′, the trail ends and you have to make your way up easy rocklined slopes (I’ve seen this described as Class 2, but it's only Class 2 by the “some navigation required” definition—at no point did I need hands for balance, although I suppose the trekking poles helped with that) to the summit. I was definitely feeling the elevation by this point. To my mild surprise there was a group of two other hikers (from Salt Lake City) already there, who were gracious enough to take a summit shot.

The views are magnificent in all directions, as you’d expect from an ultra prominence peak. (Mt. Jefferson’s the third-most prominent peak in Nevada, and the sixth highest.) Various Nevada ranges rise in all directions, everywhere you look. Unfortunately I was a dumbass and forgot to bring my Nevada county high point guidebook, so I wasn't really able to identify which parts of the Kingdom of Nye I was surveying. Gonna be fun going over those pictures. (And speaking of looking at my pictures, when reviewing this I realized I was also a dumbass and dated my summit register note the same as the person above me, who I guess I thought was one of the other hikers. Nope, they summitted on the 25th. If you're reading this and happen to visit Mt. Jefferson, feel free to fix this!)

The hike out was uneventful if annoyingly warm, and the drive out was likewise. (There was one other party—of three—that I encountered on return.) It took me 6:06 to summit and 4:13 to return to the car, including brief campground bathroom stops in both directions. That’s county high point #69 for me (13/17 in Nevada), and ultra #11. Nice.

I was too tired to really do anything useful by the time I got back to Tonopah around 7 ᴘ.ᴍ., and early registration for Westercon had just closed, so I ended up dealing with hotel check-in, grabbing some food and drink (I was extremely thirsty!) and getting a shower. And writing this up.
goobergunch: (gates)
If you are a candidate for school board here in Sunnyvale this November, I expect you to be prepared to answer how you will protect students from religious coercion.
goobergunch: (jimmy)
The “world of [the Young Justice boys’] dreams, one they may never want to leave” described in the Dark Crisis: Young Justice #1 solicitation turned out to be the 1998 DCU and honestly that is a huge mood. Back before Dan Didio's attempts at legacycide; before Identity Crisis and its progeny....

Also I was highly amused by Barry Allen’s equivalent pocket universe being extremely Silver Age, down to the coloring.

Dobbs

Jun. 25th, 2022 10:39 am
goobergunch: (gates)
I would like to hear from state leaders how they intend to respond to extradition requests regarding abortion criminalization in other states, whether they intend to comply with possible future federal laws restricting abortion, and when Section 7.5 of Article I of the California Constitution will be repealed.

I would like to hear from national leaders whether they intend to stop at adding four more Justices or wish to go further.

ASM #897

Jun. 10th, 2022 07:18 pm
goobergunch: (jimmy)
This week’s issue of Amazing Spider-Man was centered around a flashback from Tombstone explaining/justifying to Peter (who spends the entire issue chained up) why he’s a bad person. It’s been too long since I read the relevant Spectacular issues but nothing seemed noticeably inconsistent off the top of my head. There were also a lot of very JRJR faces in this issue.

It's been a long week and I’m too drained to analyze that much (in what is rather a middle-arc issue anyway), sorry. (The Tim Drake story in the DC Pride special was cute though, and the Jon Kent story was funny if you have little use for the nepotism baby.)

ASM #896

May. 26th, 2022 05:46 pm
goobergunch: (jimmy)
Amazing Spider-Man #896 (or vol. 6 #2, I guess) has a cover with Mary Jane Watson walking away from Peter Peter. Amusingly, MJ doesn’t appear anywhere in this issue. Spoilers )

Flash #782

May. 18th, 2022 08:09 pm
goobergunch: (jimmy)
This week's issue of The Flash continues to be good fun comics. Spoilers )
goobergunch: (Default)
“The Kiel Canal, which connects the North Sea with the Baltic Sea, runs for roughly 60 miles in what country?”

So guess what’s mentioned by name on page 8 of the Diplomacy rulebook?
goobergunch: (Default)
Crossposted from Acrophilia.
I was out and about for most of Sunday and by the time I got back to Sunnyvale (specifically, the Fair Oaks light rail station), the moon had already risen. My first clear view of the nearly-eclipsed moon was at the Fair Oaks / Highway 101 overcrossing about ten minutes before second contact, and I just hung out on the overcrossing until the moon was fully eclipsed. Due to the bright twilit sky the portion of the moon in umbra looked to have entirely disappeared, with only a sliver of light remaining visible.

After the start of totality, I headed home, grabbed my binoculars, and ascended a nearby parking facility. Observing conditions were mediocre due to high clouds but even so the part of the moon deepest in umbra was notably dark—almost invisible to the unaided eye, and a very deep red even through binoculars. The brighter limb of the moon was to the bottom right, shifting from the right to the bottom over the course of the eclipse. Third contact eventually occurred at the bottom tip of the moon.

JL/LoSH #3

May. 12th, 2022 07:09 pm
goobergunch: (jimmy)
The current incarnation of the Legion of Super-Heroes continues to drag on. This week's installment, Justice League vs. the Legion of Super-Heroes #3.

Spoilers )

ASM #895

Apr. 27th, 2022 06:04 pm
goobergunch: (jimmy)
Today saw the release of the sixth Amazing Spider-Man #1, renumbered this time to mark the beginning of Zeb Wells’s solo run. For those keeping score at home: the other five were the original Sixties series-starter, the post-“Final Chapter” Mackie/Byrne relaunch, the issue following Superior Spider-Man, the first “Worldwide” issue, and the start of Spencer’s run. (Yes, three of those are in the past decade.) So I’ll just follow the legacy numbering and call this issue Amazing Spider-Man #895 to avoid the need for further disambiguation.

Spoilers )
goobergunch: (tardis)
Kim Stanley Robinson’s Pacific Edge is an attempt at describing an achievable utopia. (The book that a younger Tom considers writing strikes me as not dissimilar to The Ministry for the Future.) And I originally had a few paragraphs that I was very happy with discussing this autosaved when I went to buy groceries. But then I came back for edits and Dreamwidth decided to eat the autosave. So I apologize for the resultant effect on the quality of this post.

But in short, the 2065 El Modena envisioned by Pacific Edge is a pastoral ecotopia of ten thousand people. A major plot involves Kevin Claiborne, a new City Councilmember and our protagonist, fighting an office building on one of the few remaining patches of untouched natural land in the city. (His first tool to try to block it? CEQA. Some things don't change.) I’m inclined to agree that this specific project shouldn't be supported (and that’s setting aside Alfredo's massive conflict of interest in voting on a project he’s involved with as Mayor) but I’m also broadly skeptical of this novel's Green Party (based on contemporary European parties; the California Green Party barely existed in 1990) platform. Like, they seem to think that Santa Barbara is a model for development.

And yet it's clear that El Modena doesn’t represent everywhere. Bishop has grown to sixty thousand people with the addition of a UC campus; contrast with the current population of Inyo County—19,016. Kevin tells Alfredo that he should build in Irvine or Laguna instead. Oscar, the new city attorney, is from Chicago, and contrasts his former and current homes. (For instance, the future Orange County lacks transit but is a paradise for active transportation.) So presumably, while this novel doesn't address housing demand as much as I might like, it’s being addressed somewhere.

Ultimately Pacific Edge is a novel. A political science fiction novel, yes, but still a novel. Answering all of my questions about the setting would detract from the strong focus on the characters and sense of place and weaken the storytelling. I’m certainly skeptical of some of the solutions favored by the characters (and implemented in the backstory) but I’d rather read a political novel that I can have a good-faith argument with than one whose politics seems to solely consist of reaffirming banal truths I see every day on social media.

Robinson, Kim Stanley. Three Californias. New York: Tor Essentials, 2020. Pp. 655–894.
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I got a lottery ticket to the 25th anniversary tour of Rent in San Jose last night. It turned out to be in the front row, which was an exciting change of pace from my usual seats. I'm not used to being that close to the action!

I’ve obviously listened to the OBC recording a bajillion times but “La Vie Boheme” does hit a little differently right now when publicly performed in light of everything going on in Florida and other states.
goobergunch: (tardis)
In selected categories:

Novel: 3/6
Novella: 4/6
Novelette: 5/6
Short Story: 3/6
Series: 4.3/6
Dramatic Presentation, Long Form: 1/6

Time to hit the library.

Beep Beep

Apr. 3rd, 2022 06:02 pm
goobergunch: (tardis)
Assorted thoughts on The Gold Coast by Kim Stanley Robinson:
 
  • The novel's Orange County is distinctly recognizable. The real thing hasn't gotten quite as choked with sprawl and freeways as the novel's—mercifully, the Cleveland National Forest remains—but the concept of “autopia” is resonant. (And self-driving cars don't get us out of it.) 22-year-old me certainly spent more time then I'd like to admit aimlessly driving around the highways of Orange County late at night, blasting my car's radio, much as Jim does.
     
  • Speaking of the Cleveland National Forest, here Santiago Peak, the highest point of Orange County, is trivially drivable. You can get a high-clearance 4WD vehicle up there in real life, but why do that when you can hike?
     
  • Late in the novel, a couple of characters bypass Kearsarge Pass via Dragon Pass. I haven't been up Dragon Pass—put it on the todo list. (Secor describes it as a “difficult cross-country route that should only be undertaken by experienced hikers”.) Jim's reaction to his first time in the High Sierra:
    But he is happy. Body a wreck, mind at ease. At least temporarily. He’s discovered a new country, and it will always be there for him.
    Honestly this is a huge mood.
     
  • This is a quite late example of a novel (1988) imagining the Cold War continuing into the 21st century, and therefore the defense industry not undergoing the changes it did in the 1990s.
     
  • The other striking difference between the novel's future and our present: connectivity. Characters miss calls because they're not at home! And retail doesn't have to compete with e-commerce.
Robinson, Kim Stanley. Three Californias. New York: Tor Essentials, 2020. Pp. 293–653.

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