Here is an impressive photo sent recently by my Nevada-dwelling brother:
It is a dreamy picture of Mount Whitney in mist. The peak we see peeking between clouds is 14,500 feet above sea level. It is (don't know for sure) around 150 miles from Bad Water Basin in Death Valley --about 280 feet below sea level. There is an altitudinal difference of 14,780 feet. In meters, that's only 4,500, which is why American mountains are so much taller than European ones.
Admittedly, my experience with mountains is limited. I did climb Mount Tamalpais with friend Will while visiting the town of Larkspur. There I learned the town was named after Colonel Larkspur, a close relative of the prominent Delphinium family.
Sometimes we are, in topographic analogy, prescient and lofty or broken in Bad Water Basin. In all, the enigmatic mystery channeled here is distinguished by my rare ability to predict the future. A long time ago, in a lofty moment of psychic inspiration, I predicted I would not become a prophet or fortune teller --and I didn't.