By-and-by we reached a place called Truckee which seemed to be quite a town.
He stood contemplating the rushing waters of the Truckee River below.
Our train had done a lot of switching at Truckee and a good many cars had been added to the train.
Starting from San Francisco, she travelled by railway to Truckee.
The delay at the Truckee Meadows had been brief, but every day ultimately cost a dozen lives.
We were then two miles from Truckee, and at an elevation of nearly 6,000 feet.
The journey from Truckee to the Lake can also be made on ski in one short day.
On the 22nd they crossed the Truckee River for the forty-ninth time.
The route from Truckee traverses the wooded canyon of the Truckee River, when scenically at its best.
They were then floated down the river to the sawmill at Truckee.