We have been playing the state line game here in Nevada and California. Of course, these two states are friendly neighbors with only the occasional rumbling—when Californians re-locate for tax reasons. We sleep in Nevada and hike in California—it’s our way of not showing favoritism—helping to keep the great Union bonded—we like to do our ‘bit’. Our editor mentioned that if we are to be truly neutral, we should reverse the process. However, we are not that keen on hiking in Nevada although we had a small one at Deadman’s. Where do they find these names?
In fact, we spent a few days in Carson City, the capital of the gambling state. After looking around, we think there is a future in the ‘shady business’, not gambling, make that shade. There’s a lot of sunshine but not much protection from the ball of fire, outdoors. South Lake Tahoe is very busy, a major tourist attraction with all the heavy demands expected. Hence, we elected to travel a little more and enjoy tranquility, after hiking.
We had a wonderful stay in the tiny town of Kyburz and could be making our way there again to undertake a great hike. We know it’s tough because our editor is waking at 3am in the mornings to whine quietly—she is very considerate. The only motel in the town, operated by a sweet and obliging couple, looks like it is experiencing difficult times. The woman member of the team wanted to make a barbeque fire for us each night, which was a nice gesture. However, over the last two nights of our visit, we probably were being too practical when we suggested that we would rather have hot water in the room for washing (problems developed with the system). Jenni couldn’t see the advantage of ‘braaiing’ (barbequing) fresh salads. At times like these, she does show a lack of imagination, we believe.
We can’t leave the subject of Carson City just yet. What to do about this city plays heavily on our minds. Let’s be blunt. For a capital, it is not pretty. In fact, if we were to be a little unkind we might say that it is lacking character. The surrounding mountains are attractive, which is nearly a redeeming feature; however, that’s not sufficient to save the place. Anyone can see the city needs at least a couple of million trees, just for starters. We considered calling in a group of exterior decorators but our editor thought that might be outside the scope of our duties. Perhaps, the miserable, dejected looks on so many faces is a result of the shade-less heat that beats down on the poor inhabitants. It’s a good thing that so many cover themselves in tattoos—we think it acts as good protection from the sun’s harsh rays.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
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