Lake Adventures in Nor Cal


My best friend since college, Jackie, loves road trips. You may have noticed when we took a nine day (maybe it was longer) road trip through Dixieland many years ago hitting a handful of states in the South. Then there was the day trip in Arizona going to places I’ve never been before.

She works for the San Francisco 49ers and lives in the bay area and when I told her I was coming home to visit my parents she took the day off and drove up. I got in the car, and guess what we did.


Something to know about me – I can’t stand being in the car for more than an hour – two is pushing it. I’d rather meet you and be on a plane, the plane feels more like home. But, if I don’t get in the car, I don’t get to have the most funny and also deep conversations with my long time best friend or take random side of the road photos – so, I happily get in the car.

Also, there was no game plan. We ended up here, La Porte. Population 26.


Since there were no cars around, for a really long time, I got a little crazy. Don’t try this, ever. You probably don’t want me to babysit your children now.


We were hungry, and so we stopped for food and also picked up a few snacks.


Jackie touches this payphone and I tell her, “I hope you put your hair between that phone and your ear because that’s disgusting!”


From the looks of it, I think her ear touched a public pay phone! Jackie!

Jackie wanted to get closer to the lake. How ironic I joked with her, I just so happen to live down the street from Folsom Lake, you know, where you just picked me up two hours ago. But hey, alright, it’s your road trip, so we keep driving. The lady at the general store warned us to not go too far because eventually the pavement would end – and it did. So then, Jackie decided to walk down to a path that looked super long.


I wasn’t quite sure how far this would go so I walked slow. Jackie walked fast and I knew why – she wanted to make sure there was a good view and if there wasn’t, she would turn around quickly and I wouldn’t have to walk that far. She also gets really excited and walks fast, it’s kind of cute. I was so glad to see a break in the trees and see water.


We got the water shot. The view was spectacular!


You can camp at Little Beaver Campground – this lake Little Grass Valley Reservoir, it’s a little lake in Plumas County, close to the Pacific Crest Trail. We found the turn off that we had missed when we trailed back and went to the docking area. The weeds looked as tall as corn.


We sat on a dock…

I cleaned off my feet from the dusty road. It was so nice and cool and felt so refreshing. Even though I’m a lake girl, I have to admit the lake also frightens me – deep waters just make me a little squeamish.


What can I say, though, the breeze started to pick up and it feels so good to be home!


 What a great last trip home to end the summer!

Diana Elizabeth is an author, photographer, and obsessive thrift shopper. You can typically find her in the garden wrist deep in dirt, at a local estate sale or planning her next creative themed party. She continues to blog weekly.


  • Carmen

    haha and I’m so overdue for a real vaca!!
    I really have to catch up on your posts. I’ve been so busy trying to grow my social networks, plus I’ve been networking a lot with other bloggers on FB. Have I mentioned that I have a day time job too? It’s just crazy! You should see my inbox and all the Bloglovin notifications I have yet to check out. I’ve been thinking about doing some road trips soon, so we’ll see how that goes. I really need to get away even if it’s just for the weekend! :)

  • Carmen

    Beautiful pictures! Loving those views ;)

    • Diana Elizabeth

      Loving seeing your name in my recent comments feed ;) Thanks Carmen! I’m ready to go back home!

  • Carissa

    I adore every single one of these pictures. Just beautiful! Looks like a ton of fun. And, as always, I love your jumping shots : )

    • Diana Elizabeth

      Thanks Carissa, I wish I was back home again! When I don’t know what to do, I just jump. ;) xo!!


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