We sprang forward today, an hour in time, a season in the year. We’re in Reno till tomorrow. Today, the sky is perfectly blue, though it’s still chilly outside. There’s evidence of trees trying to bud and bloom. The valley is ringed by snow-frosted mountains but the valley itself is absent any evidence of winter.
Our usual gun-toting detective is watching the house while we’re gone, as he always does. House protected by Glock, as they say. No doctors’ appointments this time, just recreation in the dry, warmer setting. The mountains are still too winter-like for my old bones.
This area is the founding of the West. Above us looms Donner Pass. Just hours to the east is the Humboldt Sink, where pioneers trudged along-side covered wagons, and threw away many — if not most — of their belongings so they could make it across the barren, desolate, near-waterless stretch of desert. Just south-east is Virginia City, where whores, silver miners, and Mark Twain gained and lost fortunes. It’s now in an a state of arrested decay, with businesses that can hold out all trying to accommodate today’s silver rush, tourists. The economy has really done a number on Nevada, but the larger casinos and hotels are still packed with people from all over the world. More diversity on a Reno elevator than in most cities.
Nevada is, for me, one of the most interesting states. Area 51, nuclear testing grounds, Bolder Dam, Burning Man, endless mountainous fractals, all shaded so delicately that you have to let your senses subside, calm, to pick up the beauty of it all. To the west, the massive Sierra Nevadas, to the east, the Great Salt Flats. And then there’s the enigmatic highway 50, stretching most of the way across the U.S., through some of the most unique parts of states like Nevada.
Hovering above the Reno valley is Mount Rose, almost 11,000 feet skyward, now pack with a 97-inch base of snow. Just to the north of it is one of the nation’s treasures, Lake Tahoe. That’s a lot of stuff to pack into a relatively small part of the U.S.
Beyond that, Reno is full of attractions that have nothing to do with gambling and associated vices: a world-class museum, an international airport, and a beautiful city center along the Truckee River that gives everyone access to some really unique recreation.
We like Reno. That’s why we’re trying to move here.
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