My Magic Mountain

One of the best things about living in the mountains is snow. When Julian, California becomes a hit, the city collapses. Everybody comes out to play. Snowball wars start from one end of the historic mountain village to the other.

Height 4220 ft. Offers the possibility of snow. As soon as San Diego news foresees it, media trucks show up and reporters check into the local lodge to open the morning report with scenes of fresh snow. And then, tourists come …

"Snow Pie ​​Flies" is the term for tourists rushing to the mountain to try the white stuff. Then, everyone tastes the pies that Julian is known for and flies home. It's famous for apple pie, but peaches, cherries and mountain berries are all popular.

Don't miss the art work. Native Americans sew leather parts that are extraordinary. The medicine bags are worn by many and are inspired by members of the Kumeyaay tribe who live on reservations nearby.

Spears and walking sticks are hand-carved and ornamentally decorated. When puma prints were found on my property, one of the Santa Ysabel Indians left a lion-killing spear resting on my door. It was beautiful but it had four eagle feathers on which only one Native American is allowed. For me, it was a crime to own the piece and each feather called for $ 10,000. good by the Fish and Game Department, so I returned it.

My first winter on the mountain, I almost wished it. I got stuck in my cabin without food when a snowstorm kept me trapped in the house for 5 days. I even ran out of cat food and I and my critics lived on rice until I could walk in deep knee-jerk snow in the city.

The locals tried to teach me to hunt, but when I learned that we were going to live in the trees all night waiting for the wild boars to come, I retired. They wanted to stab a knife in my leg so I could fall into the Porky pork and slit my throat. I declined the offer but am still impressed they thought I would be able to participate.

Nothing goes to waste here. Pagans even eat the killed way. Don't ask about "deer moon". It happens when tourists hit deer near the lake and pagan skin and eat it. I went to dinner with a pagan who spotted a deer on the side of the road. He pulled it out, brushed it, and brought me home so I could go back and get it.

The city of Julian has many layers. Weekends of the week & # 39; snowy pie flies & # 39; it may not absorb people's rituals and ways. It takes time and patience to allow this historic site to unfold. Even Sage doesn't work immediately to clean up the energy. Spending time on nearby missions is a great way to start a journey through these magical mountains.