Kennedy Meadows

This place is hyper-sweet! When we made it to Kennedy Meadows, we made it to the the beginning of the Sierras. And you know what that means? The END OF THE DESERT! From here on there is plenty of water and no more of that prickly-pear cactus.
This picture is of the only store in Kennedy Meadows, a town of about 60 full-time residents with no electricity. They've only had phones for the past couple of years. But when you're here you see why. They hardly need contact with the outside world! They've got their own little world. They've got Saturday night movies in an amphitheater under the stars, Double Cheesburgers every afternoon, potlucks on Sundays (which we hikers were invited to join), all the Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream you could want (IvaJo and I had three half-pints over our two-day stay), and conversations on the porch into the night with well-hydrated(?) locals (quite the picture of back-country American life).