Last weekend I joined my sister and two other members of the Northern Nevada Ghost Hunters on my very first Paracon hosted by the Castle Spirits Paranormal group. It was held at the Preston School of Industry (i.e. Reform School for boys) which had the cornerstone laid in 1890 and opened in 1894. All the proceeds from the paracon went towards the preservation and rehabilitation of the Preston Castle. IT WAS AWESOME! While the speakers and the hosts were wonderful (YAY SALLY and CREW!!), I absolutely loved the building. Since I took an ungodly amount of photographs, I’m going to divide them up into at least four different posts. The first being the outside of the building. Then I’ll post about the one gargoyle that’s left up on the tower (LOVE HIM!), the inside and some of the people.
For the history of the building and grounds (and if you’d like to donate to this beautiful building) please check out PRESTON CASTLE FOUNDATION
First glimpse taken from a cemetery in Ione, CA.
Taken from below Preston near some newer buildings.
We have a spot on the Little Truckee River, near the old townsite of Boca, that we like to go to.
While looking at how much the water has gone down, due to the drought, a huge bird swoop overhead. At first all I saw was a white head and immediately thought he was a Bald Eagle. He landed on a tree, just a tad too far for my camera to get a nice clean shot (too grainy)…but here they are. He’s a beautiful Osprey who was eyeing all the trout in the Little Truckee…not very fair fishing, Mr. Osprey, but you go for it. 🙂
I received my craft swap today! A beautiful scarf hand-spun & dyed & knitted by a graduate student in my department. It’s soooo soft! Did I say it was BEAUTIFUL? 🙂 Will be getting out my Scottish Thistle pins! In exchange for the scarf, I made the lap quilt in the previous post.
Hand-spun/dyed/knitted – merino wool and silk
We stopped by Boca (near the train tracks and Truckee River) on the way home from spending the day up near Hobart Mills.
Old trestle bridge over the Truckee River at Boca.
VERY old lilac bushes where there once was a house…Boca (near old bridge).
Old apple trees to go with the lilacs.
Lupine along the Little Truckee river at Boca.
It’s been warming up here in Reno/Sparks…and being upstairs just makes it hotter. This was Leo yesterday (with windows open and fan on) while I was piecing mini quilts.
Leo (Bengal Tabby Monster)
Using Jeni Baker’s Nordika I made up a bunch of 1.25″ (finished size) HST’s…making a few mini quilts…and I do mean MINI…will be approximately 8″. The three on the left are finished, still working on the right two. Then will need to quilt and bind.
We had a mini-vacation last weekend…headed to San Francisco on Friday and then spent the night in Port Costa at the Burlington Hotel.
The best part was the Cafe on the first floor of the hotel…Saturday morning in a small cozy cafe drinking tea and coffee and munching on sweet cornbread, with honey, right out of the oven. The owners and staff were a delight and a few of the local folks that wandered in and out were entertaining.
My husband’s work gave him a “forced” day off with no pay last Friday. Since he hasn’t reached his 6 month probation (and no annual leave for a full year) they don’t consider him an employee yet, so they didn’t fly him back to the Grand Opening of their new North Carolina plant like the rest of the Sparks employees.
He didn’t want to stay in town, so I scoured our AAA California book and found a B&B with Cabooses! It’s not too far away, a four hour drive from Reno to Clear Lake. They had one caboose vacant for Friday and Saturday so we talked it over and booked it.
Featherbed Railroad B&B…our hosts were Peggy and Tony Barthel, very nice people. Peggy’s a great cook and Tony is loaded with information on what to do around the area. There are nine cabooses set on beautiful green grounds with the lake just across the way…and their own dock.
Our caboose was the TropiCaboose…but I just called it the Jimmy Buffett Caboose. ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT. Bright and breezy, very relaxing. The caboose is the oldest one they have, it was commissioned on the Southern Pacific during the Great Depression. It has a cupola that I loved climbing up to read.
Today I’ll be posting pictures of our caboose and the grounds.