This October during the first 3 week stint of the Autumn tour we found our selves with a day off in Reno Nevada, not thinking too much about it the few days before, simply excited for a day of rest, we hadn’t made plans any further than lying in ’til the bus went quiet with everyone away doing their off day routines and eventually wandering towards whatever the closest coffee the city had to offer was. That was until we heard murmurs of how close we were going to be to Lake Tahoe, and then it wasn’t long before we had two cars booked for the day and a group of 10 up for making the trek into the mountains.
So we packed on as many layers as we could form our under prepared suitcases and set off early. Finding a (necessarily hipster friendly) coffee shop on the way to fuel our caffeine reliant crew in the quirky little hippy town of Truckee, we made it to Emerald Bay by lunch time.
Being from a small Island that you could cross in a day, the scale of American landscapes will always leave me in awe. Climbing a pile of boulders the height of a house and looking out over an endless, unbroken sea of fir trees, simple as it sounds, is still a breath taking novelty we chase ..even the pinecones are giant!
When you’re worn out living in intense community and the days are feeling mundane and all starting to look the same, unexpected little adventures like this are what keep us going, it’s the allure of the road. They feel like a gift, a breath of fresh air right when you need it, so we can stumble back onto the bus that night feeling like ourselves again and feeling love and looked after.
Dustin went fishing instead but it brought him equal amounts of joy.
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