Who knew that so many adventures could happen in such a short amount of time. Since leaving Salt Lake City so many cool things have happened! Well mostly cool. Upon leaving Salt Lake City, our check engine light in our trusty caboose went off. Being a fairly new truck I was pretty worried. We happened to be in Wendover, a small city right on the Nevada/Utah border. We plugged it in to a diagnostic machine and it didn't give us much information. But, it did turn the check engine light off. It stayed off for awhile until we got to Reno, where it flipped back on again. Long story short, and $300 later, the car is okay just needs a small repair that Stuart thinks he can do when we get to Bozeman. Silver lining, we were able to see a good amount of Reno, such a majestic and seedy town...
Our drive out to Reno included a sight Stuart has been wanting to see for awhile, the Bonneville Salt Flats. Even though I had driven past them before I had never stopped to really experience them. We were able to drive out onto the flats. It truly was an endless, expansive, white, salt field. It was hard to tell where it began and ended. Despite our desire to adventure further into the expanse, we continued on to Reno.
Currently, we are in Truckee, CA. Everyone characterize this area as "Tahoe" but we are not very close to Lake Tahoe, about 20 minutes. Between Truckee and Lake Tahoe are two ski resorts, Squaw Valley and Alpine Meadows. We have passes to both. Saturday we skied at Squaw and today we are at Alpine Meadows. Squaw Valley Resort was home to the first televised Olympics in 1960. A lot of the old infrastructure from the Olympics is still part of the resort. The tram, which heads up an incredibly steep rock face, summits at a large lodge. The lodge houses an ice rink (at the top of the mountain!), swimming pool, hot tub, restaurant, and Olympic museum. The mountain continues on past the summit of the tram and offers a variety of blue and green slopes. Getting back down is quite a ways, but is a nice blue run, so nothing too hard. The front of the hill, which we did not conquer, was riddled with black diamonds that looked very icy from afar.
We spent most of the time up at the top. The snow was actually quite good, as a storm has blown through a few days before we had arrived. But man was it busy! We should have suspected in on a bluebird Saturday, but we weren't prepared for the massive lift lines. Its true that in the west doing 3 runs can take hours. Stuart kept snowboarding, and I spent some time with the dogs in Squaw village. It was nice to be around such a dog friendly area. Of course Ron got most of the attention.
Coachland RV Park gave us a home for two days, with ability to plug in, showers, and a water source. It was nice to not pull the camper up to the resort, and have a nice warm place to come home too. We spent Sunday watching football and hanging out at the local bars.
Today we are at Alpine Meadows. It snowed overnight but it is a bit wet. We are headed towards Sacramento tonight to visit the California Davies :) Back on the road, headed through Yosemite National Park to Mammoth Lakes, CA tomorrow!