Journey from Oakhurst to South Lake Tahoe
Jun 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014
Next we at the top of Tip Top Road and stop at a vista point with no view! We stop at Mariposa which is the archetypal cowboy and pioneer town and travel up the Sierra foothills through Bear Valley (still not seen a bear even though the Aussie tourist at the Chateau yesterday reckoned she had seen one with a cub in the woods). We are now on the historic Route 49 taken by the pioneer 49ers in the quest for gold and this road is bloody twisty and turny - heaven knows why they didn't travel in a straight line.
Stop again at Counterville and lots of old saloons and shops closed down but the Jeffery Hotel is straight out of a cowboy film and still taking in customers who have to leave their firearms at the door! On through Jamestown and a place called Glory Hole! We stop again at Angels Camp and then some town associated with hopping frogs!!
Finally we approach Lake Tahoe county and back up into mountains and back down then up again then down etc but some scary turns with no crash barriers. Get held up by an accident further up the mountain and we see a car on a trailer being brought down with a totally caved in front - look for blood but can't see any! This prompts Sarah to revert to her back-seat driver mode. Ever since being pulled over by the highway patrol in Yosemite I get the "slow down, bend ahead" treatment. Finally we get to South Lake Tahoe and our hotel overlooking the lake. How fab is this??? They've upgraded us to one of their best rooms and all is bliss. We eat at the hotel restaurant, Jimmy's and have a great meal overlooking the lake and without noticing, consuming two bottles of Semillon from Sonoma. We retire with what's left of the second bottle and sink into a so soft bed.
As described, we awake with a hangover but realizing that we have a lot of mileage ahead of us. We pack and head off to a great breakfast of fresh juices, coffee, sour dough toast, home made marmalade and fraise followed by scrambled eggs, hash browns and a tomato relish like you've never had before. We leave the Chateau on a high even though we've not been compos mentis enough to work out the route to Lake Tahoe. Nevertheless we accept the offer of instructions from the valet parking man who reels off a series of left here right there straight on for a mile then left then right etc etc etc, none of which I have taken in as I am still struggling with the decision of whether or not to put my backpack on the floor or on the seat. Still I am confident that Sarah has been listening and knows exactly what to do. The electric gates swing open and we spend the next half hour sitting in the car park shuffling between iPad mini, iPad 3 and map of California (Sarah wasn't listening at all!). Eventually at 9.30 we speed off through the Mother Lode country past loadsa ranches with wagon wheels (non edible type) outside. This is truly cowboy country we think, until that is, we come across unpronounceable town names which is obviously Indian country.