living it up in Soda Springs

We were offered use of a holiday lodge by the lecturer I met in Davis so we stayed at Soda Springs in the Sierra Nevada mountains for a few days. Lovely house: Scandinavian style, woodburning stove, dead squirrel in the double garage. It’s a 1990s ‘estate’ of very upmarket holiday homes with spacious plots and curved roads in coniferous woodland.

 

Soda Springs is a cross-country skiing resort so it was like a ghost town midweek mid-May, and we found the whole area had shut up shop somewhat (Tess, remember Licon Ray!). Still snow on the hills (we were at about 6,000ft), but not enough to ski and too much to walk on the mountain trails.

We enjoyed some fantastic diner food (61 omelette options), tried walking in snow, watched the UEFA cup final in a bar in Truckee and stocked our woodburning stove.