For the last time The Travelling Circus piled in to the truck and set off for SLT, CA. We have done this drive a few times before when we have visited Donny and Kelly, so we knew what to expect.
It's long and very unexciting. The high desert is unattractive, just scrub land for miles and miles and miles, there really is nothing, it's an idea place for prisons. It was a fun drive to think back on our favourite places, our surprise places and the best food. I am not sure if I can speak for Steve, but I loved Nashville, nuthin' like some good ol' country moosic, food, without a shadow of doubt, was the Gas/Petrol Station BBQ in Kansas City.
We made a stop in Reno for some lunch then onwards up the hill from Carson City to the lake, just over an hour to go. Ollie definitely sensed either our excitement or remembered the smells of the area, he was standing up, front paws on the centre division, head forward in anticipation - or was that Steve?
The lake was just as stunning as we remembered (even on a cloudy day), we drove down Lake Tahoe Blvd, recognising our favourite spots and pointing out new buildings. Then we turned up Thunderbird Drive and saw our blue house standing their quietly, waiting for us to return. We let the dogs out of the truck and Ollie ran around and around, sniffing and running, sniffing and running. Lola snuffled in some pine needles and even managed to start a small collection in her trousers.
The dogs' reactions almost mirrored our own: Steve hopped out of the truck and did a small amount of bouncing, though I didn't snuffle in the pine needles, or start a small collection in my trousers, I was very happy to be back.
The top photo is a dog, sitting on top of a secure box, in the back on a pick up!