PITY THE TEHACHAPIS. If these mountains had been set in Blazer’s home state, Pennsylvania, or anywhere on the East Coast for that matter, they would be celebrated, the stuff that national parks are made of. The range’s peaks dwarf Mount Mitchell, the highest mountain east of the Mississippi, by a thousand feet. The Tehachapis’ curse is to abut the south end of the Sierra Nevada, lost in its shadow. No John Muir, Ansel Adams, or Teddy Roosevelt championed these mountains.
