Virginia City

That drive from Oakland to Sacramento is brutal. But once into the foothills the scent of the dry earth and pines and madrones and air is intoxicating. We were at a wonderful Mexican restaurant for dinner, listening to a classical guitarist, watching the sun go down over the desert. Then a guy in a cowboy hat goes over to chat with him. Then takes his guitar, sits down and starts playing and singing. After the first tune, he says “don’t underestimate a hillbilly.” no kidding. We cheered for more. PMH all around. Tomorrow we explore.
Tonight there is only the sound of the breeze in the trees and crickets. PMH.