One of those long days on the road can have so many different parts and pieces that it's like a week or a month wrapped up in a few hours. We were up at six this morning in Rock Springs, Wyoming, but we didn't get on the road until 7:15. Part of the reason is that the shower in my room refused to work, and I had to wait for the boys to finish so that I could use theirs.
Then we were off on our journey across half of Wyoming, all of Utah, and - as it turned out — all of Nevada. We had planned to stay the night in Reno or Sparks, but with the rodeo in town and on a Saturday night at that, there were no rooms available. (Except at the Econo-lodge, and none of us thought it was right for them to soak us $98.00 for one room for one night.)
So we moved on up to Truckee, which was also booked up. We considered going on to Auburn, but the plan has always been for us to drop John off tomorrow in Graeagle, where he's working, and for the other five of us to head home to Santa Rosa. Since John knows the area, he made some calls and found us a rental house in Graeagle that was less expensive (and more comfortable) than any motel. He also made dinner reservations at the best restaurant in the area (the Coyote Grill — try the margaritas). So we had a wonderful meal and settled in for the night, up in the high country of the Sierra Nevada range.