There's no fall "splendor" in my neck of the woods. So I was greatly anticipating enjoying the Fall colors reputed to be in abundance on Hwy 395.
I was especially looking forward to Fall (do you like the way I describe "Fall" as a location, not a season?!?) along the June Lake loop.
June Lake is supposed to be THE lake to go to for all those stereotypical fall-trees-reflecting-in-still-waters images. And hey, I'm all about stereotypical beauty!!
But we musta missed it by "this much" (said with my best Maxwell Smart impersonation/tone).
Oh. There are all those Fall leaves. In the water. sigh.