This place needs to be experienced. It has to be found and felt. It’s one of the few “Places of power” on Earth (read more here).
Probably hit by car and left there..
2 fat merciful crows were hitting her defenseless body with their huge beaks trying to grab a bite of her tiny body.
We couldn’t let her die there. So we slowly picked her up and covered in blanket.
Our first option was local “Animal Hospital”.. for a 3K-people town Mount Shasta had a pretty decent one.
But when we arrived it was packed and a caring front desk young lady informed me that they had no license to deal with the “wild animals”.
Ok, our squirrel was still breathing, although it was clear she was bad.
I called local Animal Control and they said:
– A squirrel? There are so many of them.. nobody’s gonna lift a finger..
and I asked:
– So what do I do?
– Just put her back where you found her.. City won’t clean up dead squirrels..
Of course we couldn’t get over the moral laws of the Universe and let her get eaten alive on a sidewalk.
So I called another animal hospital and asked them to take a look..
She was unfixable.. so we authorized the facility to send the squirrel to eternal dream journey with no pain and no suffering.
They agreed to do it.
Our Russian speaking friends will probably smile now.
All the rest can translate “siski” from Russian to English to get the joke.
This town is very peaceful and cool.
All motels are occupied by long-distance drivers and each parking lot is like a showroom of the “Transformers” movie at night.. Native places are unique and emotional. Food is great almost everywhere.
But there are 3 places I need to mention here (if you ever happen to stop by the town of Mount Shasta – try them!):
1. “Hi-Lo” cafe starts at 6 AM and gets packed with locals calling each other by name pretty quickly. It’s just perfect for good breakfast:
2. French style dinner with outside patio and nuts falling from trees can be found at “Lily’s”.. And 3. One of the best Indian foods I’ve ever had. “Maruti”. Just check their page on Yelp and know it’s all true. Going up to Mt. Shasta you spot local art.. just like everywhere else in the world.. humans. good to know you’re still on Earth. We wanted to find a shaman or some tribe rep to do a ceremony.. but instead we met a group of paranoid activists who hiked up the Mountain, settled close to where we were hanging out and started a process of “opening a portal”.
With all the standard feathers, rocks, crystals, tree of life.. stuff.. and they all looked like possessed people of course. In a good way though.
Eventually they celebrated the fact of an “Opened Portal” in a circle..holding hands of course..
We never saw them coming down the mountain. Lake SiskiYou is just a jump away from Mount Shasta and for $1 per person you get access to a huge forest area with cabins, lake, Mt. Shasta view and fresh bear footprints making you hide all your fruit and turn your head every other minute looking for “guests”, cause you’re freaking alone on the beach:)
Later that night we hiked Mount Shasta’s urban park, which unexpectedly turned out to be a potentially dangerous walk..
We started the hike in one place and finished it in another one, not suspecting that local PD had put up pink warnings around the area just a few hours before we entered the park.
This picture was taken when these 2 walkers were still thinking they’d just had a safe park promenade.. Mt. Shasta is a place to stop by, re-charge, take a nap, then take a deep breath, open a portal, refill your energy and move on.. To Portland.
Coming up next.