Finally leaving California
At the end of October last year, nearly 6 full months ago, Kerri and I pulled back into California from the Oregon side. We spent the holidays catching up with family, met up in Southern California with friends, then took to Baja for three months. Now that we have returned from Mexico, here we are back in California again. Anyone that has been reading my blog – for even a short period of time – knows my disdain for California (not necessarily the state, but the government of) yet here I still am, coming up on a half-year in a California of one sort or another (Baja is Baja California you know).
So when the time came to finally pack up and leave, I was as happy as a puppy with two peckers. Even with leaving Big Blue behind (again) I was good to go without as much as a glance over my shoulder. Just two hours down the road was the Nevada State line, and I may have actually whoop’ed as we crossed it. May have.. yea right… I fist pumped and cheered like you wouldn’t believe.
A quick stop at Cabela’s in Reno netted a new pair of hiking shoes – desperately needed as my feet were in major pain after the recent hiking stint – some fresh ammo now that I get to have *all* my constitutional rights, and then a turn to the South to get to the Mono Lake area where we planned to stay the week. It was a short lived happiness being out of California. I often forget that the 395 corridor is still in California-proper, but here I am again after escaping for a total of about 2 hours. Just a few more days and we can leave this place… again! For now, this view will do, and free camping to boot.
