We leisurely drove up on Saturday morning, and after finalizing our grocery shopping we finally arrived at about 1pm to a very rustic (in other words, old) A-frame cabin. Judging by the surrounding neighborhood I can only assume that it was the oldest cabin still standing there
. Most of the other places looked like transported luxury homes with natural wood facades. Considering we had no intention on staying in the cabin for the majority of our time and the fact that we were originally planning on sleeping outside in the dirt I was not one to complain. The cabin was basically an open room with a kitchen attached and a loft above it. Best of all we had a very large deck where we were able to sit outside and chill. It was a great change of pace from the previous week of running around all over the Bay Area in efforts to get my next trip together.
Saturday was all about relaxing. Playing cribbage on the deck, hanging out on the lakeshore, cooking some Indian dishes for dinner and a trip to the Indian gaming casino in Susanville. I had never been to an Indian casino before and quite frankly never had the desire to, but it's pretty quiet around there and I was on vacation, so I was game. Once we left US sovereign soil and finally found it I felt like I was in another state, like...Nevada! Not one of those large all-in-one entertainment complexes like you would find in Vegas, or even the crappier ones in Reno, but more like something I would find in say...Elko. Sure, there were slot machines, and tables, and a sports book, but it all had more of a gamblers anonymous feel to it. We headed straight to the bar, only to find three or four people sipping on cocktails
. It was a dead scene, but the drinks were priced right...especially the $3 mojitos! (They were actually pretty decent.!?!) While searching for the restroom I heard music playing, wandered around a bit more and found another barroom with a live band and yes...people! Immediately we changed scenes and were subjected to mediocre rock covers and the stares of the locals out on their regular Saturday night jaunt. Apparently they don't get that many visitors up there, as everyone seemed to know each other. Of course we were approached by several of the local ladies who wanted to know more. Normally I would say this was an advantage, but I suppose that depends on your taste in women. Let's just say that this slice of the Susanville fare was not something that I would ever want to intimately experience. By about 12:30 we decided to call it a night and get some rest for tomorrow's adventures. Little did I know just how much I would need it!
Originally I had planned on going on the 3 or 4 day backpacking trip that I neglected to do earlier this summer, but while looking at the logistics, the time available and all the planning that still needed to get done for my SE Asia trip the following week, I resigned choosing something much easier and practical. Needless to say, when the opportunity arose to stay in a cabin on a lake and not have to carry my belongings several miles to get there, I jumped on the chance. That's not to say that I wouldn't get my share of hiking in...in fact I think the Lassen trail was probably much more difficult that anything else I would've chose to do with weight on my back!