Chris Erskine: Postcards From L.A.: In the glow of a mountain campsite that's closer than you'd believe
Dear Los Angeles, try to find us. Dare you.
We're camping 90 minutes from downtown and we didn't drop breadcrumbs along the way. When I post a photo online and ask friends to guess our whereabouts, no one has a clue.
Hint: The journey up here was remarkably watery, one of our most scenic weekend drives, surpassing even Malibu and its ocean.
To our right: a chain of lakes that brings to mind the upper Midwest, or perhaps a lush stretch of northern Arkansas. Certainly far different from the sandpaper wilderness you witness on the more renowned Angeles Crest Highway.
Not only is
