Over the weekend we headed up to Greagle to visit with family. It was a nice escape from the Reno heat and we got to see an aunt and uncle we haven’t seen in probably two years. It was a nice visit and fun to introduce MrO to more of his family. He was in a great mood and ate his weight in watermelon on Saturday night. The kid can eat.
On Sunday we did a little exploring around the area. Just outside of Greagle there are several other little towns and a State Park. it is so fun to check out part of our region that has such a rich (no pun intended) history.Mining is a large part of California and Nevada’s past and it is fascinating to imagine what it was like to live during a time that was much more simple, and yet so much more complicated than today. I can only imagine what the drone of the stamp mill must have been like or the ruggedness needed to survive the winter without the luxury of central heating and snowblowers!
(That is a tree floating in there, not a twig like it looks. The perspective is all off in this shot, but trust me, “objects in pool are larger than they appear” See how tiny Daddy-O and Papa-Mike look down there?)
After we checked out the museum, camp ground and the mill at the State Park we headed over to a secret (or not so secret??) hike that leads you down to an amazing set of swimming holes.
I had my flip flops on so was nervous to use the rope ladder down to the pools. So I wasn’t able to get in the water or to get a good shot of the falls this time. We are planning to go back though and I will have proper foot wear on when we do. The water is crystal clear and sparkling, 10-20 feet deep in spots. Sounds like a good place to spend an August afternoon to me.