Another Road Trip
The end of May seemed like a good time for a little road trip. So it was off to Reno, Nevada for a stay of nearly a week. Yes, I know gas prices are at an all-time high. The highest we paid was $3.47 in Mt. Shasta, California. The lowest was $2.97 in Klamath Falls, Oregon. This didn’t make any sense to me. Mt. Shasta is near I-5. It should be easy to transport gasoline there. While Klamath Falls is inland and should cost more. But then none of this makes sense. The highest prices in California are near the refineries. And here in Washington the highest prices are in Bellingham, just a hoot and a holler from Ferndale, where the refineries are.
The funniest gasoline sign I saw was at a station as we left Reno. The prices were posted: Regular $3.19; then the next grade Arm; and the top grade Leg.
I’ll probably follow up for a few days with some of our experiences in Reno or on the road. We came home by a different route, heading north from Susanville, CA up past Eagle Lake, and through Central OR to Klamath Falls, then west to Eugene. I must say there is a lot of empty space in this part of Oregon. Lots of trees and some very picturesque lakes. In the occasional village or hamlet we would come across I would wonder, what do the people do who live here? There were some cattle ranches and some people must work for the forest service. A woman who served us lunch in a very small place said, “I just moved here a month and a half ago.” I wanted to ask what brought her there but thought it would be rude. More later.
The funniest gasoline sign I saw was at a station as we left Reno. The prices were posted: Regular $3.19; then the next grade Arm; and the top grade Leg.
I’ll probably follow up for a few days with some of our experiences in Reno or on the road. We came home by a different route, heading north from Susanville, CA up past Eagle Lake, and through Central OR to Klamath Falls, then west to Eugene. I must say there is a lot of empty space in this part of Oregon. Lots of trees and some very picturesque lakes. In the occasional village or hamlet we would come across I would wonder, what do the people do who live here? There were some cattle ranches and some people must work for the forest service. A woman who served us lunch in a very small place said, “I just moved here a month and a half ago.” I wanted to ask what brought her there but thought it would be rude. More later.
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You Dentons really do get around.
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