Franktown Cafe

My dad used to say, “When they talk about the “good ole days,” they weren’t so good.” Trish reminded me of that in her comment on my last post about the duck hunting in the valley. We are worried now about the future of the valley and how an increasing population will reduce our quality of life here. Or, maybe we are just trading some “quality of life” issues for others. When Washoe Valley was really rural, hunting was even more prevalent, I have heard, with not only duck hunting throughout the valley but also quail and deer hunting in the nearby hills. A pastime in the 1940’s was barreling through what is now New Washoe City and taking postshots at jackrabbits from the back of a speeding pickup. Even the worst yahoos don’t combine fourwheeling with gun hobbies now. Livestock, burning, all kinds of things that didn’t really affect too many neighbors then would be a real nuisance now.

So rather than taking on new nuisances that our neighbors dream up for us to contend with, like traffic, loud music, dogs, “outdoor collection storage”, etc. maybe we are just slowly trading the old ones for the new ones.

In terms of things that bug us, it is up to us as current residents to think about the old and new valley and which we want to have.