When we lived in Petaluma my grandparents were living in Heber City, Utah, so we would make the trek across northern Nevada every year or so. When I left Petaluma this time for home I followed that same route, via Lakeville Highway past Sear's Point to Vallejo and I-80. From the there the drive was monotonous, except for crossing the Sierra's at Donner Pass. Construction on I-80 caused about an hour delay, in multiple spots, so when I arrived in Reno an hour later than I thought I would I was ready for a break.
Reno is a dump. During the day there is nothing to do downtown, and at night the city is filled with middle-aged and elderly Americans pretending that they are high-rollers in Las Vegas. The casino scene didn't excite me at all and I ended up getting out of there the next day without dropping one cent into any of the gambling venues. Next time I stop it'll be farther on, say Lovelock or Winnemucca. Still won't be anything to do, but at least I'll have traveled farther.
The drive from Reno on Tuesday the 22nd was uneventful. Even the Check-Engine light coming on between Lovelock and Winnemucca didn't excite me at all; the car was running smooth and I continued. Finally got home at 1710, skirting rush hour around Salt Lake, and had a happy reunion with the wife and kids.
Working the golf tournament was fun, but it would be so much more fun if there was someone I could share it with. In 5 years the US Open will be in Washington State, and in 2019 it will be back at Pebble Beach. Maybe one of the boys will want to work it with me then; that would be awesome!
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