Much to my surprise it isn’t called Mammoth, it is called Mammoth Lakes and there isn’t just one lake, there are multiple lakes of various sizes around the area.
Sixty-four years after my birth, I finally decided to visit this popular mountain town. It’s a place that I obviously knew nothing about, yet it is only a mere six hours away from where I live.
T-shirts, Lakes, and Elevation
At an elevation of 7,881, Mammoth Lakes also has a thriving ski area and numerous other attractions such as Devils Postpile National Monument, a formation of basalt columns, and the soaring Rainbow Falls.
For us, our quest was to do some fishing on the many alpine lakes and explore others that were just up the road off of Highway 395.
When we arrived in town and even before our engine had time to cool off, we set off to check out some of the nearby lakes. Some were conveniently just a few miles from the condo that we rented.
On this weekend we were only a few days into fall but the weather still had summer like conditions.
As an example, on the beautiful Grant Lake, the sun beat done on us so hard, we had to find refuge in the shade. It seems weird being up in the mountains dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. However, after the sun sets, the temperatures start to pummel to a cool thirty degrees Fahrenheit.
The next day was just as warm so we drove around a loop that took us to some of the other lakes.
Lake Mary was our first stop and we were impressed by the beautiful scenery and the sparkling blue water. Only a smattering of white snow patches could be seen at the very tip of the mountains although soon they will be fully covered in pristine white.
The pine tree-lined hills added even more color while the air was clean and crisp.