Where is the Best Place for Fall Foliage?
As of Wednesday, fall is officially here, which means that much of the country is in for a color show courtesy of our nation’s deciduous trees. If you live in a place like San Francisco, you take what little fall you can get, whether it’s a lone maple that gives a small sidewalk burst of red or the yellow-gold of a gingko tree. To get more of my fill, I’m planning on heading up to the mountains near Lake Tahoe this weekend for a fall foliage getaway to enjoy mulled cider, crisp nights, brisk hikes, and shimmering aspen leaves.
I took a very informal poll of favorite places for seeing fall foliage, and was surprised by the range of answers, which included:
1. Western Massachusetts: “the color never gets old”
2. Northern Utah: “seeing the color on the mountains and in the canyon is amazing”
3. Eastern Sierra Nevadas: “spectacular, radiant fall foliage”
4. Western Montana: “The Bitterroot Valley along Highway 93 is beautiful not just with deciduous trees turning colors but with the Tamarack’s (larch) losing their needles as well”
5. Northwestern Pennsylvania: “has some amazing spots and has never disappointed”
6. Alameda, California: “lots of streets lined with Victorian houses and mature maple and elm trees”
7. Skyline Drive, Virginia: “Shenandoah is where to go to experience fall in all its glory”
8. San Juan Mountains: “the forests surrounding Telluride turn yellow and orange”
What are some of your favorite spots to see the leaves turning colors?
Photo courtesy of IgoUgo member LorenGul.
My name: Rachel Berg.
Favorite way to get around: By Venetian gondola during starlit high tide, gliding past decaying and slightly spooky palaces, with perhaps a bottle of prosecco placed between the gondola seat cushions.
View that took my breath away: Unable to sleep in the mystical city of Sfat in Israel, I wandered outdoors predawn and was treated to a purple-on-purple sunrise below the mountaintop that seemed to emerge feet-first through ground-level clouds.
Greatest travel lesson learned: Sunny weather isn't everything. Some of my best travel memories involve go-karting through a deluge turned mud-fest in Mexico, drinking tea in the cold Denali tundra, and watching electric thunderstorms roll through national parks out West.
Most challenging travel moment: Getting leveled by altitude sickness in Cuzco and realizing that my body was forcing me to slow down and rest despite the fact that there was so much to do and see.
Travel ambition: To see the northern lights.