Don’t ask.

Surviving on iced coffee from Starbucks.

The Giant Prospector of Washoe Valley.

Thank goodness there is a candy store right next door. So many decisions.

Every flavor of salt water taffy you could ever imagine.

Must have that one.

Jumping across the Giant Poker Chips of Reno.

Touching the Blarney Stone of Reno.

Crossing beneath the infamous Reno sign.

Before we left, Harry wanted to rock climb the wall next to the Reno sign that reaches to the clouds. Warming up.

Starting the ascent.

And up.

Landing on the first leg of the journey.

That tiny purple speck is Harry about 1/2 way up the second leg. People were cheering from across the street. He climbed vertically about 115′ (that is 140′ from street level). Crazy!

Resting on the giant bike lock.

Some sore fingers after that adventure, but all smiles. I am so impressed he got as far as he did, there is no way I could ever do that.

What a great way to end the trip. Then, it was time for the long drive home.

We decided to make an adventure of our long road trip from San Diego to Reno. I found this brilliant website – Roadside America – the Guide to Uniquely Odd Tourist Attractions. (They also have an app.) Our fun stops broke up our trip in just the right ways, allowing time to stretch, catching a slice of Americana, seeing areas/people we might never have seen, random art and oddities and so much more. Off we go….

The car is packed.

The Muffler Man.

Grape Day Park.

The road trip driver.

Big Gumby and Pokey.

Living Ghost Town in Randsburg. We met some really neat people here.

The UniRoyal Gal.

The Give/Take Sculpture in Olancha.

Harry gave a few Rainbow Loom bracelets he made. He looked in the take canister but decided not to take anything.

“Be kind not right.”

Pit stop.

Nightmare rock is not so scary.

A stop in Bishop.

And day one is complete.