My first and very quick road trip of the summer to pick up my son from college was an up and back from San Francisco to Eugene, Oregon, about an 8-9 hour drive each way. It was a long two days of driving, and included rain storms, rainbows, freshly snow-covered moutains, and a lot of highway patrol cars, on the lookout for speeders. Mois? No, I was very careful.
One of the highlights of this drive is Mt. Shasta, pictured above. One the way north, it was cloud-covered, as it often is. One the way south, cloud-shrouded as well, but the clouds parted for just a moment. [New art form: I've been experimenting with the concept of drive by shooting - pictures that is - by holding my cell phone/camera out the car window and clicking as I drive by.] There was actually fresh snow on this mountain as well as those around it. Amazing for mid June.
Mt. Shasta is of spiritual significance for multiple groups, from the Indians who believe "that Shasta is inhabited by the spirit chief Skell who descended from heaven to the mountain's summit" to Harmonic Convergence followers who "described Mount Shasta as one of a small number of global 'power centers.'" My favorite legend is that of the Luminarians, superior beings who inhabit Mt. Shasta, in underground cities. Climbers and hikers, trapped by weather on Mt. Shasta, occasionally claim to have been saved by these beings.
I'd like to meet a Luminarian someday, just to hear what they have to say.