Rolf's 2018 continues

We took a different route back to Highway 50 after leaving Berlin, the loneliest
highway yet.  It was a dirt road that was initially pretty smooth and straight.  

We saw not a sign of life other than the occasional:

After a long straight stretch we came to a Y in the road with no signage.  Hmmm.....?   The way we chose led up into the hills and got rougher and slower the further we went.  We twisted and turned and climbed and descended until we were over the hills and eventually hooked up with the main highway.  Never saw another car the whole way.  

One day Rolf and Sam and I went kayaking on a small man-made lake near Truckee. Prosser Dam was very peaceful place and we spent a happy couple of hours paddling around.  

An osprey