The Sunday Traveler boarded Amtrak to head up through the Sierra to Reno, Nevada a couple of weeks ago. We started out in the flatlands at the Martinez, California station just about fifteen minutes from where I live, first crossing over one of the train bridges that are a common sight around home.
We said goodbye to the Carquinez Strait, and settled in for the ride.
The train ride is about relaxing, not having to drive, and enjoying the scenery as it rolls by.
We started the climb up into the Sierra foothills, and wonder of wonders, we saw snow on the hills. We didn’t know if there would be any snow because we had had no rain in over a month.
The train approached that snow, closer and closer. I can’t say it approached quickly because the train was climbing, going uphill, and that takes some effort for this long passenger train.
And then, oh my…here it was in all its glory.
We felt like two kids at Christmas looking out at this beautiful snow, and wishing we could get out an sled down a hill and roll around in the snow.
Onward and upward we went
I’ll continue next week with the ongoing trip that is a six hour ride from Martinez to Reno. Until then.