On Saturday morning (day 11), we packed up our little cabin in the woods and marveled at the week that was. See this square of blue? That is a photo of the sky. Notice the lack of clouds? I missed clouds. This is not the world I am meant to live in. Really. Nice to visit, but I was ready to get back to Portland and have some weather.
We all had mosquito bites, everywhere. I had a huge bite on the bottom of my foot which felt like a marble in my shoe throughout Big E's Hike of Doom. As beautiful and wonderful as Plumas wilderness had been, it was time to head North.
After saying our Goodbyes and Thank You's we headed North to Klamath Falls. Now, I am normally the navigator. This is my Role (in addition to snack keeper, car packer, and vomit catcher). Big E got a tip from someone that there was a great museum in Taylorsville, a 15 mile detour, but we were game! We found the sleepy small town easily, but had to ask directions from the gal at the post office. We also asked if the road on our map that lead north toward Susanville was a good one. I was informed that it was paved, and as it was Saturday there shouldn't be any logging trucks. The museum was closed, so we headed out of town toward Susanville on the country road. Except it wasn't. After about 10 miles, I said, "That's funny.." as we
passed through an area called Genesee and I realized we were heading east, not north. It was then that I realized we had entered the Twilight Zone of California where there are no road signs, and almost all of the roads aren't on the map. We had three maps, and none of them gave details on this area. So we backtracked (the museum was still closed), found our wrong turn and headed North.. ish... After about 15 miles we started heading west, and then we found ourselves in Greenville (click on the link, you can see the road we ended up on.. notice our road to Susanville doesn't even exist on this map....) So we set off again on the conventional route to Susanville without incident. (Hey and we found that Paul Bunyon in Westwood!)
Given this experience we avoided a shortcut that had been recommended to Big E by native, and stayed on the highway for the rest of our trip to Klamath Falls.
Knowing that this first leg back home would be a long 5 hour drive, I splurged on our hotel. I paid almost twice what I had in Susanville for the place with the pool, hot tub, complimentary soup at 4pm, hot cookies at 8pm, and a big breakfast buffet with cinnamon rolls hot out of the oven. And the ever-so helpful young man at the counter pointed us toward a fabulous Thai restaurant within easy walking distance. Ah, money well spent!