Traveling east from El Dorado Hills on US-50 one climbs a large hill before descending into the valley. As one crests that saddle they are treated to an epic view of the valley: dramatic and on clear days more than a hundred miles up and down this cornucopia.
Cresting at night, the lights twinkle out to the horizon, the mountains dark against a slightly lighter sky.
I've enjoyed that view every time. It's inspiring, and calming. It's magnificent and humbling. It's just another one of those things I'll miss.