Red Bluff, California: I have no other way to describe the past 24 hours or so. After dinner last evening, the wind started to blow. By midnight, it was howling. By two o'clock in the morning, the winds were so strong, I stowed our satellite television and internet dishes. By three o'clock in the morning, we brought-in the bed slide because the wind was causing the awning over the slide to vibrate - making a huge racket. We had a miserable night of little sleep. Our motorhome was rocking in the wind. We tossed and turned all night. Miserable.
The winds were so strong this morning, neither of us exercised. We just wanted to get out of Dodge. The winds were strong as we left town, but the road immediately follows Walker Lake for over twenty miles, and the vistas are so remarkable, it is easy to forgive the wind.


However, the wind did not improve. The weather did not improve. We kept checking the road report on my iPhone. Closed roads due to snow. I-80 between Reno and Sacramento was closed/chains required. Early snow. Schools were closed in Truckee, California as they were not yet ready for snow (in a ski resort town!) this early in the Sierra. Change of plans. Change of plans again. Change of plans again. And again.
Please forgive a whole bunch of photos snapped through the windscreen today:
We ended up going through Reno and heading north on Highway 395 to Susanville, where we had several options to cross the Cascades. (Yes, Dear Reader, at Mt. Lassen the Sierra mountains end and the Cascade mountains begin.) We stopped in Susanville, made a sandwich and surfed the web on my phone. We checked the Caltrans website. Passes that had been closed earlier in the day were now open, so we chose the pass-o-least-elevation - Highway 36.


Some runners never think of others.
Socially progressive, I could feed a village.


The weather may have improved, but our windscreen was covered with ice and snow:


We knew it was all down hill from here. Red Bluff - and a great RV park - awaited. Just as DT started to relax, the sky grew dark.
Black.
Lightning.
Thunder.
Hell, hail.

By the time we pulled into the Durango RV Resort, we were simply at the end of our RV ropes. I was exhausted and I was only manning the iPhone. DT is such a trooper to handle the Magna Peregrinus over the longest 300 miles we have EVER traveled.
A miserable day on the road.
We watched the debate/Giants win the National League Series and I made a super yummy and super-easy veggie (Donner Party pun intended) dinner. I put brown basmati rice in the rice cooker with the zest of one lime. (I used the juice of the lime to make myself a much-needed margarita!) I heated a can of black beans with a 7 ounce pop-top can of Herdez Salsa Casera. Then I chopped fresh cilantro, tomato, jalapeno, avocado, green onion and shredded some cheddar. We filled bowls with the rice, beans and the fresh toppings. Great dinner - plus all the leftovers were tossed together and will be zapped in tortillas for lunch tomorrow.
Hopefully to be enjoyed in less-stressful circumstances.
I-5, Baby... all the way to The Eug.

Until my next update, I remain, your vegetarian correspondent.
RV PARK: Durango RV Resort. Great park. Full-service, paved pull-throughs. Pool, hot tub, fitness center. Pick up garbage and recycling. We paid $35 with Good Sam discount.