The noon train departed on time and we were on our way to Reno. Our California visit was just what our hearts needed. Surrounded by family for a few days we lost our train sway of walking and our rattled bones were calmed for awhile. We were ready to rattle on the rails again.
Sacramento Train Depot
The gold in those foothills crinkle, they are thirsty and hard to find the beauty as the train climbs into the forests of the Sierra. Along the way out-side Sacramento, Roseville, and Auburn we see other towns, without names. Small tents, pieces of plastic, piles of bags, blankets draped over trees, and trash that got away by people who live between the track and I-80. In between the settlements are broken down sofas, mattresses, and other stuff no one wants.
Only a few others joined us on our ride to Reno. We looked forward to the half day trip, our two Trader Joe salads, and thankful that the loudspeaker was broken.
The view changes as we climb away into the mountains. On so many trips, too many to keep track of, Bob and I have followed the creep of the train coming or going across the Sierra and we always wanted ride between Sacramento and Reno just to speed through the snow tunnels.
Green is good, but I think traveling the Sacramento to Reno route would best be done in January - with a blizzard in the forecast.
Bob and I can smell home, 2 more departures, one more arrival. Will our Jeep be there?
Fabulous! The picture you have shared over here are really nice and the first one is truly beautiful. I am little bit crazy about trains pictures and train trips. I have huge collection of train pictures and also have done lots of train trips.
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