Let’s see… how do I express my love for the rivers of the Sierra Nevada? After spending this past weekend camping on the North Yuba’s lower elevations with a group of awesome people, I feel like I neeeed to.
“Going to the river” is my method for effectively de-stressing these days. I’m not sure what I would do if the pristine waters of the Gold Country foothills or the High Country beyond that dried up.
Perhaps that’s why I’ve been so freakin’ freaked out about the drought here in California. Perhaps? Maybe?
No matter the season, though, when I get away from the city, into the mountains, and near the water, everything else melts away like spring snow.
The rock cries out today, you may stand on me,
But do not hide your face.
Across the wall of the world,
A river sings a beautiful song,
Come rest here by my side.
– Maya Angelou, On the Pulse of Morning
Maya Angelou is a great poet, and that’s a great poem. She’s right about the timelessness of creation that flows in a great river; it’s ability to deliver peace and unity. But the best way I can express how it feels to “come rest by the side” of the amazing rivers flowing through our mountain home is in photos.
And, GOD I AM SO HAPPY IT’S SUMMER, because that really is the best season for rivering.
See all our pics of summer camping kickoff 2016 on the Yuba here.