The last leg of the ride home. Hwy 395, between Mono Lake and Owens Lake. The Eastern Sierras are so soooo pretty.I simply can’t resist skies with clouds. Or mountains with snow. Nevermind both together. [Happy sigh]Manzanar …And what was once Owens Lake, before LA sucked away all its water. Now it’s quite literally, and sadly, a dust bowl.