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Lake Almanor

Friday | 4 May 2001 | Chester, California: Goldie headed north on I-5 around 11:00 a.m. We didn't know where we were going, or what we were doing, but knew we could be home in two short days if we didn't take some sort of detour. An immediate turn, east or west, was needed. We had just spent the week on the beach, so we headed east to the mountains. At the point of this decision, the next exit was Highway 113 - so that was our new route. We followed 113 through agricultural country to Highway 99 and finally followed the beautiful Feather River, along Highway 70. This was a very scenic drive, one of the nicest drives we have ever taken. Though seriously dammed, the Feather River is very pretty, in deep canyons, often flowing through huge boulders.  We stopped for lunch at a relaxing spot - the sun was hot, a little stream was loudly bubbling into the river and the bank was covered with blooming lupines.

The Feather River along Highway 70
The Feather River

At Paxton, we headed north on Highway 89 to Lake Almanor and found a rustic campground near Chester, California. We had a lake-side site and enjoyed the sunset watching hawks, geese, stellar jays, quail, larks and black birds. Lake Almanor is at record lows, according to a fellow camper, because the "damned bankrupt PG&E is making electricity like crazy and keeping all the profits, since they are protected from their creditors". Since we had never seen the lake, high or low, we just enjoyed the views and didn't think of the politics. The campground was very, very old - in tall, old trees. A cool oasis of a forest. Three campers spend the summer in premium lake-front campsites surrounded by luxurious green lawn. One camper has a headstone at his site reading: "Hear lies the last dog that pooped on my grass." (His spelling, not mine.)

Lake Almanor
North shore of Lake Almanor

Much later, we enjoyed a delicious meal of spaghetti tossed with Myzithra, greek salad and freshly-baked-by-me Challah. Even later, we watched a stoopid film, Meet the Parents, really bad, but we laughed a lot. 

RV Park: North Shore Campground


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