if there’d been a biting wind off the water it might have seemed more akin to March but, uh-oh,
this was January; 74 degrees in Vacaville at 10:30 as I headed over the hill
with the usual stops; Heather Glen then
the outhouse on 89 between Truckee and Sierraville for lunch,
Hallelujah Junction, most crowded I’ve ever seen it [crowds were behind me; probably playing
the Lotto or something but clogging up the pumps, too]. Doyle Road, below, terminating at the
Sand Pass Road which after Sand Pass [far distance, below] becomes the Smoke Creek Road…it was all much simpler back when it was CR 33 from Sutcliffe to 447…which arbitrarily [depending on who’s talking; Google, for instance] became Surprise Valley Road somewhere after Espil’s*
and so up to Wall Spring, five hours out of springtime Cali.
Linda pulled in soon after and we were in dust all that night and next day.
Chill, breezy sunny like March maybe…Inauguration Day and a sight
never seen across the desert which was the RR blowing drifted sand off the tracks; things
seemed to have cleaned up pretty well although it was still too cold to eat outside in the wind.
Towards the end of Thursday some weather seemed to be moving in;
well we’ll see…
*OOPS! Google in its infinite wisdom has now decided Surprise Valley Road runs all the way from Sutcliffe on the PLPT Reservation to a mile or so beyond us where it magically becomes the Smoke Creek Road for its last six miles to pavement at SR 447. Stay tuned; the assessor, for instance, currently thinks we are on the Sand Pass Road, which no longer, like CR 33 [according to google], exists.
Your Inauguration Day link caught the essence of the transition with Amanda’s brilliant poetry. We watched all day, so relieved the mislead masses did not try another coup on Democracy. So far so good!
I can’t imagine how horrible life would be today if Joe & Kamala had lost; yikes!!
the desert seems more of a reality than east or west coast
If names can be just spontaneously changed by, it seems, anyone, or at least anyone who works at Google, then what are they worth? I guess that “by any other name” the road would still be just as dusty. I wish I felt more confident that the very good election results were actually going to solve everything, I at least want to be able to hold on to the names of things and places and roads.
Trains dusting! What a concept and the photo-documentation is great.
I love how monochromatic it is and looking pretty crisp in spite of the dust.