Devils Postpile National Monument, CA (Sep, 2008)
The heat of the Death Valley was already replaced with the high-altitude-mountain freshness. At Mammoth Village we supposed to take the shuttle to the Devils Postpile Monument, but the shuttle services were canceled, and we were lucky that the Monument was not closed yet for the winter season.
The closer we got to the Postpile, the colder became the air. We had to put on other pair of pants, and sweaters. Couldn’t believe that yesterday we almost died from the intolerant heat, and today we wish to have winter outfit!
Eventually, we arrived to the parking lot. And diabolical spirit didn’t make us to wait for a long. The bathrooms were closed! And it was devilishly cold! And we didn’t see what we expected to see.
We went for a hike on a trail leading to the Monument.
Devils Postpile Trailhead
There, standing at the base of the Devils Postpile, in complete disorientation, my husband surprisingly asked: “Is this popular climbing “mountain”?! Where do people climb here?” Moreover, a bunch of signs yelled that climbing is prohibited due to fragileness of the structure.
Devils Postpile
Devils Postpile
We both recalled the legend associated with the place. The girl survived on the top of the mountain from the huge bear. Thus, we hiked (not climb!) to the top in order to have the same experience as the legend’s girl.
None of that, but the perfectly polished postpiles’ tops each in a rightly form of hexahedron, plus, gorges view of enormously huge pure rock mountains!
Devils Postpile map
Mystified we came back to the car and drove on to Reno, Nevada.
At home, I realized that the Devils Postpile we wanted to see is in Wyoming and it is not postpile but tower…
