Sunday, June 12, 2011

June 12 - Consorting


 Out the door,


chatting with


Marie and Frank, before heading with Harriet to


Colfax for coffee, and beyond in the high country of


Lake Putt (quite a name),


Bear Valley,


Emigrant and


Yuba Gaps (the latter's


Pass as well),


Castle Peak, and


Donner Summit,


Canyon,


Cliffs,


Grade, and


Lake,


then south on 89 for a walk along the Truckee River,


beginning at the junction with the access road to Alpine Meadows (which will have to be walked eventually, as part of the Cross-California Route from the Coast to Nevada.


The path is an old railroad right-of-way,


past River Ranch,


two-tiered


at


times,


to


island meadows


and snowbanks,


ending up for now at


Fir Crags Bridge,


where surfers try their luck as


oarsmen.


Retracing our steps under


Thunder


Cliffs,


Harriet, on a lark, migrates down to the waterfront opposite the Inn, as low and behold, we turn out to have front-row seats, so to speak,


for the Eighth Annual Truckee Duckee Derbee.


As the rubber ducks appear from upstream,


suddenly all is made clear (the friendly kayaker in the River who is going nowhere, the voluptuous mermaid downstream, a line across the water, an aquatic banner, and, of course, the Giant Duck).  And they're off!


Followed by The Shark,


mostly propelled down the current, not without back eddies for plastic predator and prey.


The duckee darlings are swept up by


enraptured


young-uns,


and


Mr.


Kayak


(what a summer job:


"I kayak the Truckee River and scoop up rubber ducks...").


The Shark breaks away from the eddy,


and it looks bad for the stragglers, but the currents force a retreat,


he is scooped up ignobly,


as the intended victims are rescued.


A good time is had, seemingly by all sentient beings.


Then


we


exit,


stage revellers,


to the car, up-canyon to


Tahoe City,


Tahoe Vista,


Kings Beach,


Brockway,


and the Nevada border at


Crystal Bay -- scoping out (and scooping up information on) future walks.


Reversing course, back down canyon,


alongside Bullshead and


Little and Big Chiefs,


returning on


80,


up the Donner


incline


and


over to


Boreal,


ultimately across the Central Valley,


to


the


rest of our lives.