It’s coincidence that I had planned on a few days in Sacramento (in the CalExpo RV Park) just as Howie and Norah were to arrive to begin a stint as hosts there. And happenstance that since we were both coming from the north headed to the same place, that I ran into them at a rest stop. Good to see them again.
Sacramento is hot, around 100 degrees, but that’s not unusual at all. It would be nice if the RV parking was not on asphalt, but several decent trees give a bit of relief, if one is lucky enough to get a spot with a tree.
Today I drove up to Roseville, just north. Roseville has a Union Pacific train yard used for assembling trains before the climb over the Sierras. Last year I visited North Platte, Nebraska, the biggest UP yard that receives these trains and splits them for points east. Of course, the opposite works, too.
North Platte has nice tourist facilities, museums and towers and volunteers and such that help explain how trains work. Roseville doesn’t have such facilities. You’d think such a large company could spring a little sofa change for community outreach and common-man goodwill with a little visitor center or something, some place for a free hat for the kids and a rest room for the adults. “We’ve been greedy bastards since 1865” is the motto of all railroads in the US.
Tomorrow I’ll go into Old Sacramento, the touristy historically place.