|Stella packed up and ready to leave on rainy December 02, 21014.|
She trudged over Echo Summit and onto 395 where there was blowing snow.
Slowly but surely we all arrived in Bridgeport. Snow! Ice! but safe!
|Big Meadow Lodge, Bridgeport, CA|
Notice all the snow has melted providing "smooth sailing" across Nevada.
During the first three years of my life I spent much time with my paternal grandparents
who then lived in Caliente, Nevada. Gramp was the pharmacist in this railroad town.
During our stay many long (often with 4 engines) freight trains traveled through the
town every day, usually beginning around 4 a.m.
Shasta and I had a walk about the town at least twice a day (sometimes Dwight joined us, other times not) while we were in Caliente. A few years ago a 2.3 mile walk about was completed through a $11.7 millon grant from the Department of Interior for trail, creek restoration. In the 90's the town experienced a terrible flood and the creek overflowed its bounds so federal assistance to confine the creek was sought and a park like atmosphere was created. Most of the plantings look to be native but it was hard to discern it being Winter and all. The walk is quite lovely and Shasta approved of the smells along the way and of the local barking dogs confined in their backyards we passed.