
i always love to take a pic from this spot because it shows how large the mountain looms over the surrounding countryside.

in the town of mt. shasta, this is our first stop...

look at the crema on this coffee...

and this scone.

the bookstore is next. this is where i bought my little green travel journal (below).

this shop has everything metaphysical. it's nice just to see what's there each time, and i always buy prayer flags... yep, i got a set of vertical ones this time.

from the outside you wouldn't give this shop a second look. in fact, it's on a side street and i missed it for years. but inside, oh my. it's full of magnificent crystals of all shapes and sizes, and quartz crystal bowls. this picture was taken in a room full of bowls-- there are more on the wall behind me and to the left. these all have a quartz base with another mineral on the outside. they no longer allow customers to play these, but when the owner plays them, oh. my. goodness. their sound is beyond description. the good thing is that customers are welcome to play all of the plain quartz bowls, and they have a lot of them. when you walk out of this shop you're not the same as when you walked in...

here we are about halfway up the mountain, looking towards the top. i've never seen it like this-- with so little snow. i left this pic large so if you click on it you can see some details of the rocks. (in case you're a mountain/rock lover like me : )

we're at the end of the road (but nowhere near the top), looking west.

besides generally wandering around after we get out of the car, we check in with this water... it's not on a trail -- our son happened to find it on one of his wanderings. i always wonder why the pipe is there, and i always drink some...

there's lots of rock art...

we're driving back down (to wander around below the tree line). i got out to take this pic that shows the path of an avalanche. while the trees on either side of the path don't look large here, they're all 1 - 2 feet in diameter. the road was closed to cars the summer after this happened, and i remember walking up the road, wondering why it was closed, and then coming to the spot where the avalanche had crossed the road. all of those giant trees laying like toothpicks, facing downhill. it was truly mind boggling.

hours have passed... we've wandered around at a lower elevation, eaten our supper on the side of the mountain, and now we're heading north towards ashland. one last shot of this glorious mountain...