Mount Shasta lay ahead of us as we entered the forested lands of the park by the same name. This was our second of twice yearly trips back to our home state of Washington and we were pretty excited about the journey.

The crisp, clean air was intoxicating. We have the distinction in Kern County, California, of having the worst air quality in the nation, so these trips to the north are the only opportunities we have to detoxify!

This year we went a few weeks earlier than usual and the Mountain was still pretty much free of snow & I was able to get some nice shots of the colorful leaves before they had all dropped.