Remember Reno

Remember Reno … I had to do that because of an encounter we had with a nice lady in one of the thrift stores we visited our last day in Reno. It was a long conversation that started when the lady sitting behind a desk, doing financial ‘stuff’, telling us that she was just minding the store for the owner who had stepped out for a moment, but she would attempt to answer any questions we had.

At that particular moment we didn’t have any questions, so thanked her and started looking around. Shortly, however, my natural affinity for communicating with strangers broke out and I found myself in need of striking up a conversation with this stranger. The store was small enough that both Diane and I could participate in the conversation as no one else was in the store.

Though we have no idea what her name is, we learned that she’s lived in Reno for about 40 years and has never, ever been to the Oregon coast. She said that when we told her we were from Oregon. Much of the conversation revolved around various travel events and eventually progressed to bucket lists. Hers, specifically. On her list is the Oregon Coast to which we added, Mt. St. Helens, the Columbia River Gorge, Crater Lake, Silver Falls State Park, and Sparks. Another item on her list was Burney Falls. Since we had never heard of it we quizzed her about where it was and she took her best guess, but didn’t really know. So, that conversation dwindled to a stop, and we decided it was time to leave and returned to our room.

Once back at the hotel, we got to talking about out route home. The original plan was to head up to Klamath Falls and spend the night, then head home. Upon looking at the map, however, the wiser choice became a trip up through Susanville, then kinda NW to I-5 just below Weed, California. That’s a little ways north of Redding. So, plans were changed and we decided we’d head for Medford for the night.

After a terrific breakfast at Hart’s Cafe in Susanville, we took Highway 36 then split northwest on Highway 44, part of which was on Hillcrest Road, go figure, then we took a hard right turn onto Highway 89 just about directly north of Lassen Volcanic National Park. We didn’t stop there.

On on Highway 89 Diane asked it there was something interesting to see along the way. So I looked on my trusty iPad to see. Up ahead there was a place called McArthur-Burney State Park. We considered this an omen because of yesterday’s conversation with the thrift store lady. Apparently fate placed this location directly in our path because we were supposed to stop there. So we did.

It normally costs $8 to enter the park but, since we’re old, we got a dollar off. Considering that we needed to get to our hotel, that we hadn’t yet picked, before headlights were mandatory, I asked the Ranger at the gate (RATG) how far it was to the falls. He looked to his left, pointed, and said, “about 75 feet that way.” Funny guy.

When we pulled into a parking spot we were delighted to meet Stan & Irene whom we’ve never ever in our lives met before. They were just climbing out of their 5th wheel trailer in which they spent the winter in Laughlin, Nevada, like they do every year. Since their license plates revealed they were from North Dakota, we understood why. Together, we all walked to the bathrooms, relieved ourselves, then walked back to the parking lot adjacent to the falls and here’s what we saw …















OK, it’s really pretty, but the falls are only about 40-50 feet high. Pretty, but not Bucket List Pretty. But, this lady lives in Reno so who am I to cast aspersions upon those dreams. I can only compare what I see with what I’ve seen. Normal, right? I try to not display bias when visiting new visual delights, like Burney Falls, but living in the Great Northwest and having so many beautiful places to visit by accident, spoils us. Sounds snobby, I know, but it’s true.

Oh yes … we made it to Medford for the night and will be home tomorrow afternoon. We had a Pizza Hut dinner.

Vacation – Day 11 Reno

Today I met a new cousin – Hi Kristie!

Kathie introduced us. Simply by being related to Kathie, and me, Kristie is already a special person. You all know that’s true, don’t you?

We were both up early this morning, between 6-7 am, because it was hot in the room. We didn’t take the time to figure out the A/C last night before killing all the lights. The first thing I did, of course, was dink around with the thermostat until the vents started whooshing cold air. Consequently, we had a fine breakfast of bathroom coffee, Cheerios, and toast. We only have one bowl with us so had to take turns eating our Cheerios, and that’s OK.

While eating, we read our books, something we do pretty much every time we sit down, which is often. Amazon and the Apple Store love us because we purchase a lot of books. You’d think they’d’ve given us some kind of discount for volume service, but they haven’t. Maybe I should write them a note …

Around 10:30 or so, we wandered outside to see what we could see. It’s a nice sunny day, and the temp’s supposed to soar to 75 or so this afternoon, so it was pleasant to be out. I forgot to mention that, yesterday, on our trip to Reno, the temperature got up to 85 at one point. Even at the 7000+ elevation it was still in the 60s. So, 75 here is good.

Not far from our abode, The Plaza Resort, 121 West Street, is the Reno version of a river walk. Not as elaborate as San Antonio’s, but still very nice. The ‘walk’ is composed of paths, and bridges around and over the Truckee River. An island splits the river and there are a series of manufactured rapids on both sides created for the joy of kayakers. Here’s a peek at it …

This is looking upstream with the island to the left … our hotel is on the right about a block from the brown bridge. DSC_4914

This is looking downstream with the island to the left. DSC_4905

I captured this buy just as he was coming under the bridge. He fiddled around a little, playing in the water, then went merrily on his way. DSC_4861

A happy goose standing guard.DSC_4886

Girls having fun. I asked permission from one of the adults watching them to take a picture. I kinda expected them to play king of the mountain, but, sadly, they were very nice to each other.DSC_4892

And here’s the reason I’ve been married for 45 years.DSC_4902

On a corner, adjacent to the walk, and about a block from the hotel, is a theater. Since we missed seeing ‘Croods’ in Point Arena, we thought it would be fun to go see it. But we didn’t. Instead, we got tickets for the 12:30 pm showing of ‘Oblivion’, a shoot-em-up sci-fy with Tom Cruise and another few people. It was really good. I got popcorn.

After the movie we decided to get a sandwich from Subway which we took back to our room. We drank milk with it and ate some of our chips. Total cost was about $7 for the both of us. We split a foot long ham and cheese.

It’s 5:09 and we’ve been sitting around resting and reading since eating that sandwich. I’d say we’re in for the night, but there’s a wine tasting event here in the hotel at 6:30. After that, we’re in for the night. Diane will taste the wine and I’ll eat the snacks. I suspect this is an event designed to encourage participants to buy lots of wine from the vineyard that’s putting it on. Considering how comfortable Diane is, stretched out on the couch with her book, wine tasting my not happen.

So, I’ll end this. My next entry will be about how nice it is to be a slug.