Hope Valley, CA
This is the Scott's Lake Dispersed area in the National Forest on Hwy 88 near Hwy 89.
The sunsets here are always lovely.
We spent most of the week just driving down some of our favorite dirt roads enjoying the scenery.
We had to drive up a ridge on the dirt road so that the inner dually sat higher up than the other. Then Steve deflated the outer dually after that didn't work, and finally manhandled it out! We were just a couple of miles from camp and we have a compressor to fill the tire back up.
Thunderstorms were expected for the next few afternoons so we wanted to get back before then.
Kirkwood Lake. We've hiked and kayaked here but the campground is too small for us.
The fire did a lot of damage here too, but the wildflowers came back strong!
The storm coming in over Caples Lake. Will we make it?
Looking down at Red Lake from Carson Pass. The rain and hail hit us at this point.
We did get some nice rainbows and more stunning sunsets.
Most of our neighbors left due to the storms. Then we had this cutie move in! (the horse!)
We spent most of our time relaxing. No hiking or kayaking. No energy really to do that yet anyway.
The sun came out towards the end of our stay so we day tripped to nearby Genoa, NV.
The drive in towards town.
We haven't been here since the kids were young so we re-visited the Mormon Station.
This was Genoa's first gristmill stone built in 1854 used to grind wheat into flour.
Snowshoe Thompson statue. He carried the mail through the snow on skis!
They have a nice little museum too.
An old, unique calendar safe.
The Masonic Lodge.
Of course we popped into Nevada's Oldest Bar, the Thirst Parlor for a drink.
It's a very colorful bar with lots of history.
What an "ashhole" ;-)
A Six-Shooter Old Fashioned for Steve and a Spicy Smoky JohnWayne Bloody Mary for me.
Some ride in on horses here and some come in with a little more horse power!
We walked around town admiring the old architecture and stopped in the Pink House for a late lunch/early dinner. We sat outside on the porch.
A tasty Aperol Spritz for me and a nice IPA for Steve.
Before we left we drove up to the cemetery to find Snowshoe Thompson's grave.
It was a great day!
Ponderosa RV Park
It's going to be hot so we're glad we got a spot in the shade with the river behind us.