RV – week 2 – Lake Tahoe and travelling to Yosemite.
We arrived at the campsite to reverse in, in the dark. We were helped in by some Americans from Florida. We sat round the campfire and had some beers with them – and I needed a few beers after the narrow road with drops on both sides! They were travelling by Harley and another bike made by an old Harley engineer from the tip of Alaska to the Grand Canyon over a month or so. Around 6000 miles they said they had done. We had met in our first week a British couple who had shipped their Harley out to New York and had driven across the USA (including on Route 66). They had done 9000 miles over 3 months and were finishing in Seattle and then shipping the bike home again! They claimed they had really enjoyed it. Boy Ewan McGregor and that guy Boorman have a lot to answer for!
Camp Richardson was quite big and well organized – on each morning we did schoolwork (Sunday was a day off for us all!) and each afternoon we did an activity.
First afternoon was on the beach – a relaxing afternoon and a campfire cooked dinner! The water felt too cold to swim.
Second was a bike ride, to other local beaches (Where Toby got us all swimming and freezing) and to find wi-fi for a Skype call with the Kristensens and Bryants for Sheena goddaughters 6th birthday – Tatjana. We sat outside a coffee shop on a bench with a Macbook Air on a video Skype call to the UK – and we all caught up and saw each other – for free - what technology! We also found the Pope house estate – an old summer estate used by wealthy San Francisans for their summer holidays including the founder of Wells Fargo bank who had also owned it. It was a magnificent estate of the main house and 20 other houses for guests and staff – typical of a range of estates all right on Lake Tahoe that were created around the end of 1800’s. Now they are all owned by the State Parks and been returned to be managed by the State Parks so the USA people can use the beaches around Lake Tahoe for access.
On the third day we took the old trolley bus (tramlike and open sided) and went into the hills (and over that narrow pass again !!) to Emerald Bay – a circular bay with a narrow entrance and crystal clear water and mountains all around. We descended down the narrow track to the beach and enjoyed the beach. There was another small estate on the beach called Vikingholme – this time in a Scandinavian style as Emerald Bay reminded the lady owner in 1890 of the Fjords of Norway and Sweden. She had bought the Emerald Bay land (and water) for $250k and then spent another $120k building the main house and surrounding outhouses – with 200 men that camped on the beach over a 6-month period. Everything came in by water, including the people – as there were no tracks down from the road in 1890 – as there was no road! She also built a little caste tea house at the top of the island in Emerald Bay to have tea on about 4 times a summer – apparently all Vikings in Scandinavia build a castle on the island in their Fjord – but probably for defence reasons rather than to have tea!!
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