From Stockton to The Loneliest Road

We started out in Stockton looking for the remains of the Lincoln Highway. Believe it or not we found an outdoor shopping mall complete with Trader Joe's, called....drumroll..."Lincoln Center." There are a few references to the Lincoln Highway, roads, churches...but the old highwayis buried under route 99, which we took to up north and eventually hooked up with Interstate 80. We stopped in the Donner Pass and managed not to resort to the temptation of cannibalism, we did however take a mountain hike with Chumley. We learned all about erractics.
After getting through all the glory that is Reno...including missing the upcoming shows of the Alan Parsons Project, we got on The Loneliest Road -the alternative to the interstate that runs through Nevada. First off, a stop in Fallon for BIG ED's BARBEQUE. Julie was pretty adamant that she didn't want Pork Butt. So we got brisket and pulled pork sandwiches...dang they were good. We had to pass on the fried Catfish and the sweet potato pie, but Chum had some brisket and really liked it! I would say that Big Ed's was NOT as amazing as Interstate Bar-B-Q in Memphis but it held up pretty well. After Fallon, Route 50 really earns its' moniker. The terrain was actually wonderful. Long stretches of highway and the rare Adidas Tree. Often seen in rural areas, this offshoot of the rubber tree sprouts Nikes, New Balance, and frequently the most sought after PF Flyers. Julie will write more about Emergency cupcakes ... in a few hours. We need to get back on the road.