White Knuckler Day
It began as a normal day. We packed up leaving the Redwoods to drive down the coast. We then turned west near Eureka on 299 towards Mount Shasta. It was a beautiful drive along the Trinity River. The water was so clear we could see Stealhead and Rainbow Trout. We also saw Salmon swimming up stream. The road twisted, turned, went up and down, and narrowed. David's knuckles whitened and sweat gathered on his brow. This time all of us smelled the melting plastic so whatever they fixed on Friday melted again. Since the RV was still having problems we continued south on 5 at Redding towards San Jose. We passed through rice fields and drying factories. This area also has Olive plantations, Garlic fields, Pistachio plantations and some vineyards. Just as it was getting dark and as we passed through Sacramento the traffic increased and slowed down. We smelled strong exhaust and then saw smoke billowing from the back of our mother home. People were honking to try to get us to pull over, but it was right when there were over and under changes and nowhere to go. David's knuckles whitened and sweat gathered on his brow. The smoke billowed for about 15 minutes and our smoke alarm rang to just make it a bit more exciting. The smoke seemed to lessened so we continued on to Manteca where there was a Walmart which allowed us to spend the night. We went to sleep listening to jack brakes sounding on the highway and cars revving through the parking lot. Then at 3am a nearby train blew its whistle then another and another passed by. Around 4am the street sweeper came near as they cleaned the parking lot.
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