For our final shots, we crossed the Truckee River and climbed up a slope on the other side of the valley. The slope was close to a golf terrain: we found balls all over the place.
So, hoping not to be hit by a lost golf ball, we set up our gear, hoping to see one more train before heading back home. We were lucky: the last minutes of waiting delivered not one, not two, but three trains.
With a craving for more we started heading to San Francisco, where we would attend a baseball game. We made ourself a promise that next time we would come here, the first stop will be the Donner Pass railroad line.
I hope you enjoyed the photos from this trip. If you want to re-read the full story, or just look at the photos again, you can find the full report in the Trip Reports section of this website. Feel free to contact me in case you have questions.
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