Lake Tahoe - The Ride Home

Well, after all the sun and fun, boating, parasailing, jet skiing, fishing and encounters with crazy, drunken toothless old women, it was time to hit the road for the long trip home...

 

 

 

 

After one last dip in the lake, of course!

 

 

Even though we were in California while we were at the lake, we had to actually head into Nevada for a bit before crossing back to Cali on the way home.  Not much to look at during that part of the trip, but we did stop at the scenic overlook for Topaz Lake to take a picture.

 

 

 

The kid thought this guardrail with all of the bumper stickers plastered on it was more interesting than the boring old lake view and insisted that I capture it (and him) in a photo...so here you go.

 

 



 

 

 

Next stop was the Mammoth Lakes trout farm.  No fishing and no crazy, drunk people, either.

 

 



 

 

But a whole heck of a lot of trout - mostly rainbow and brown trout.

 

 



 

 

They have food machines where you can get a handful of trout food for a quarter and feed the fish so we spent quite a lot of time doing that.

 

 

 

 

If you go farther down the same road that the trout farm is on, you come to Hot Creek.

 



This is a natural hot springs area.  Mom has been taking a geology class through the seniors program at UCI so she really wanted us to hike down the cliff and check it out.
 

 

 

I am never shocked at the level of stupidity that humans can reach and yep, sure enough, despite this sign (and others like it warning of past DEATHS), there were still people swimming in the creek.

 



 

 

 

At which point I had to give the tired old "yes, I know, but YOUR mother says no, you can't go in the creek even though everyone else is doing it" explanation.  You know, the one that is instantaly guaranteed to make you the meanest mom in the world?  Yeah, that one.  I'm so tired of that one.

 

Luckily, the one upside of the kid having an attention disorder is that by the time we were back out on the highway, he'd completely forgotten the hot springs, the creek, being mad at me and possibly even that I existed at all.

 

I don't think he noticed me again at all until it we were checked into our hotel in Bishop and heading to dinner and he hit me up regarding what the potential dessert offerings might be at the restaurant.

 

Back to reality...and we still had one more day of driving to do!

 

KJ