Paradisiacal Plumas

Should I ever get to paradise, I imagine one of the first things I’d do would be to ask others there, how they found it and directions to its best places.

That happened to Plumas County color spotter Michael Beatley today. He met three photographers from Sacramento near Thompson Valley. After introducing himself (they recognized Michael’s photos on this site), “they … asked where to go for photographs. I was happy to help,” he wrote.

They all ended up in a better part of paradisiacal Plumas County where each angelic step is along a path lined with glorious beauty … Spanish Creek.

Michael said that he awoke this morning, after a dusting of snow, to find his little piece of heaven “absolutely gorgeous.”

“It was one of those crisp, clear fall days where beauty takes your breath away,” he wrote, “Although just past peak, the black oak, alder, grasses and reflections on Spanish Creek at Oakland Camp were just about perfect.”

Do not let Michael’s assessment of the Quincy area being past peak dissuade you from heading there. It looks damn fine, to me. But, then when you live in paradise, as Michael does, anything less than perfection seems past peak.