Home Again!

Our plans were to be home in mid-month,

Mother Nature came in and said "that's enough"

I'm bringing cold, and wind and snow,

South and East is where you should go.

Good thing we listened to her! We heard on the news that a cold front was coming to Reno, and the high altitude passes would most likely get snow by that evening. Forecasts of not only snow, but also windy conditions made us leave early from Reno. We headed south, back into California via Highway 395.

We had made plans to stop at the small town of Lee Vining, which is on the east side of Yosemite National Park. This would allow us to unhook the 5th wheel and travel into the park through the Tioga Gate. Mother Nature was one step ahead of us. The sign at the visitor center just off the highway notified visitors the road would be closed for the next couple of days.
We weren't about to stay in that area either now, knowing the storm would most likely drop snow in its path. We had to be content to see the mountainous perimeter as we hurried (at a top speed of 55 MPH) to get out of the area. For those of you who only travel by car, minivan, etc. through California, there is a top speed limit of 55 for any motorized vehicle pulling a trailer. We are used to getting passed up. The other drivers are probably humming "Blue Bayou"....
Even in the mountains to the south of us didn't look inviting at this point!
This is the kind of weather you don't look forward to when pulling a trailer. If you're in a mountain cabin, with a roaring fire and a cup of hot cocoa in your hand, you don't mind so much. Out here, on the highway, the thought of heavy rain or snow and gusty winds is a might disconcerting.
After 8 1/2 hours, we stopped overnight in Boron, California. This resulted us in being near Edwards Air Force base and hearing sonic booms, listening to trains blowing their whistle at night and the gusty winds literally rocking the trailer. I didn't sleep well that night, but none of that bothered Don!

The next day we had more inclement weather. We hit dense fog and rain north of San Bernadino. We could hardly see in front of the truck. Don said he was going to get off the freeway at the first chance. There was no exit for miles....the only sign announced that in 2 miles there was a runaway truck ramp! I prayed as Don drove, very slowly, in the dense mist that seemed to engulf everything in its path. No pictures either. I was too busy gripping the armrest and watching the view through the windshield.

Trouble is, there was no view.

At all.

We found out after we came home, we were actually traveling through Cajon Pass, known for its turbulence, high winds and fog. Thank the Lord, we got through it intact, except for some frazzled nerves.

Home again! So much to be thankful for! Two bathrooms....a king size bed....lots of counter space in the kitchen.....and a dishwasher! Plus there were 2 granddaughters anxious to see us again. A winning combination, that's for sure!