Tell me the weather is not weird.
Whether it is cyclical global climate change, or is something “man-caused” (because women are generally too smart to mess their own nest), the past few years have certainly wielded some weird weather.
One week it is off-the-charts hot, the next week it is snowing, only to be followed by unseasonably warm weather.
This makes for a challenge to know when best to head for the hills, as the autumn weather is key to the kaleidoscope of colors in the Sierra Nevada mountain range of northern California and western Nevada.
The blogosphere is rife with references to guide road trips to catch the colors, some even with interactive maps, like the one on the Sacramento Bee newspaper website.
One other, California Fall Color, I will only mention as the photo of June Lake on the home page is superbly spectacular.
We were a wee early.
Our all-day road trip yielded only one area of Hope Valley, south of Lake Tahoe, with the typical fall palate of yellows, reds, oranges, and greens, and that was only at a narrow band of elevation.
In this case, how high you got made a big difference to how vivid the scenery.
When the colors are at their peak, you can be hard-pressed to find a place to park along the road to take a picture. This trip I was able to stand in the middle of the highway with little risk from any traffic.
This still did not stop my daughter—apparently uncertain of the status of my will—from yelling at me to get out the hell off the damn road.
On this drive, the storm clouds provided more dramatic scenes than the current fall colors.
The drive south of Carson City, along Hwy 395, proved to be worth the low CPM we were getting. (Colors per Mile)
Our drive also took us to the new location of Great Basin Brewing, in Reno, with food and beer as good as their original establishment in Sparks, Nevada.
This week’s photo contest will be to identify the artists being emulated in the ceiling artwork at the brewery. These are but two of many beautiful renditions that hang as part of their lighting fixtures.
Initially, I thought it was a waste to put such alluring artwork up on the ceiling, where you might not even notice it, but I found the more beers I drank, the more I appreciated the placement, which became easier to view the more horizontal I became.
Luckily, they provided a convenient location for your beer recycling.