If Memorial Day represents the beginning of Summer and Labor Day signifies the end of the season, than I am happy to say that I barbecued, played golf, and listened to great music on these days specifically, and on many of the days in between. One of my favorite such instances this Summer was the time spent going to Lake Shasta, California, on up to North Plains, Oregon, back down to Graeagle, California, and finally back to Las Vegas, Nevada. It’s an 18-hour drive between the ends of the spectrum, Las Vegas and North Plains, so this exploration had to be broken up into a few different trips – which made it all the better.
I found my campsite on Lake Shasta in the early afternoon of day one. I unloaded a few necessities, including swim trunks, and cooled off with a few jumps into the lake while reflecting on my drive through the Mojave Desert and eventually The Lassen Forest.
While scenery makes for one of the greatest passers of time on a long drive, music adds an incredible back drop. A collection of mix CD’s made the trip along with me, containing some wonderful roadtrip sounds. In fact, let me recommend a few to download.. In this order – Windows Are Rolled Down by Amos Lee, Goin’ To Acapulco by Calexico & Jim James, City Of Refuge by Abigail Washburn, American Beauty by Great American Taxi, Susanah by 30db, Baltimore Blues No. 1 by Deer Tick, As I Went Out One Morning by Mira Billotte, Cactus Tree by Joni Mitchell, Girl Of The North Country by Sam Bush, Raining At Sunset by Chris Thile, and finally, Railroad Earth by Railroad Earth. Get in the car, listen, go.
The next task was dinner and how to get it cooked. Thankfully my campsite was equipped with a very nice fire pit style grill and a left over log from the previous resident. I gathered some kindling and tinder and began seasoning my salmon filet. With a very limited spice cabinet on the road, I employed simply some garlic powder, salt, and black pepper with the salmon – that one can, by the way, find in the frozen section at www.costco.com Being that it was fish, I cooked it over indirect heat and let it slowly become opaque before digging in. A scenic drive, great tunes, and finally, a camp out barbecue in the woods along the lake shore. Not a bad start. 
Rising early and getting on the road quickly, I headed off on the second leg of the adventure – to The 10th Annual Northwest String Summit (http://www.stringsummit.com) in North Plains, Oregon. Our hosts, Yonder Mountain String Band, made for a fantastic three days of food, fun, festival, and song but while the holiday was over more many, it was time for me to head back down south, and again not willing to drive for 18-hours, I stopped in Graeagle, California for a few more nights of hiking, camping, grilling.. and yes.. golf! before eventually returning to Las Vegas.
I had heard about some great golf courses in Graeagle, a wonderful little Sierra Nevada mountain town about an hour southwest of Reno, but this time I was going to take a look for myself. I pulled into Graeagle Meadows Golf Course and checked out the practice facilities, the 18th, first, and 10th holes. I did a scan of the golf shop, almost bought a really cool Cal Bears Titleist hat, and then asked who had designed the golf course with a notion that the answer was Champagne Tony Lema. Unfortunately the person working the counter did not know. Not good. Every golf shop employee ought to know the answer to that question. So I never did find out if it was Lema or not.. but not to worry, the rest of my experience was tremendous as I made my way upstairs to the patio for lunch.
An absolutely wonderful grilled burger and of course, when in Rome, a Sierra Nevada Pale Ale to wash ‘er back. Unbelievably perfect temperatures and a view that didn’t quit, I was now completely understanding why golfers come back here year after year to gather, compete, breathe the fresh air, and enjoy each other’s company. One of my favorite items at Graeagle Meadows Golf Club, was the place mat that was used for the meal. It has a small paragraph or two, describing the history behind the name of each hole on the golf course. 18-lessons in history, gold mining, fishing, Indians, farmers, and the elements that both the first settlers and the golf course builders faced. A wonderful read while listening to the music of the mountain breeze, filling up on a barbecued burger, and sitting atop a golf course beckoning me to come back for more.


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