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The Loneliest Road In America

Saturday was a new high for us, in a couple ways.

  • We thoroughly enjoyed our trip across the Loneliest Road in America.
  • We spent a lot of the day climbing mountains — slightly shorter ones than in Central Colorady.
  • We drove the longest stretch in a day that we have driven thus far in Journey.  447 miles.
  • We saw fewer cars in a day’s drive than you would believe.  In the first 200 miles we saw 90 cars (going the other way — we didn’t count cars traveling in our direction).   Yup — Peg actually counted them!!!!!!!

One of the amazing things about this day’s trip wasn’t just the lack of other traffic, it was the fact that every 15 or 20 miles the territory changed, the vegetation, the terrain, the climate — as demonstrated by the changing vegetation.

A Few Thoughts on The Day… (not necessarily new ones) ((the thoughts that is.))

All mountains aren’t scraggly.

Conditions on Saturday
Our Location Fernley NV
Desert Rose RV Park
MAX Temp 79
Sunny Mixed Sunny
Partly Cloudy
Rain No
Fog No


We saw more than our share of downgrades.  US Interstate highways normally do not exceed 6%, and 7% is about as high as I’ve ever seen them.  I’ve come down off of steeper grades than the 8%’s that we saw Saturday but not many.

We saw plenty of steep grades

It’s always fun to watch the mountains arise from the horizon.  However, to be totally honest, on this day’s drive you rarely get to see them do that.  Most often they are already THERE when you come around the next bend.  This was one of the ‘closest’ examples…


What a great scene, this little old (and it was old) farmhouse sitting on the edge of a hill (mountain really) with a view across the valley.



Another mountain view.   These may be boring for people who have gotten to see a lot of mountains in their lives but for US they’re still strange and wonderful examples of God’s handiwork.



This was the only windmill farm we saw during Saturday’s 440 mile drive, but there were plenty of them!!!!


This show was taken outside the Great Basin National Park.  The wooden structure in the foreground was a sort of shelter outside the visitors center.


A pano view of about 200 degrees



Hmmm… The water here never reaches any ocean!  In fact the water here never goes ANYWHERE.  It stays here.


And a 500 mile diameter basin — that’s a pretty big hole there!


Being a midwesterner I knew about deserts, but classifying this one as a ‘cold’ desert was a different sort of thought for me to process…


The entry at the National Park.  We love our Senior Access Pass; and one of our little ‘things’ to do was starting a new National Park Passport just for places we have visited since going mobile.  We also have the corresponding Blue Goose National Wildlife Refuge passport.  It’s not as well known as the Parks passport and it’s not an official program but it’s a lot of fun to collect passport stamps.


This was ‘just’ the top of another summit.

Another Pass -- elevation 7200 ft.

We Midwsterners just don’t get tired of mountains!

The everchanging view from our cockpit!

Sand dunes in Nevada.

“Sand Mountain is a Singing sand dune 20 miles (32 km) east of Fallon, Nevada along U.S. Route 50. The dune is two miles long and 600 feet (180 m) high.[3] It lies on the edge of the ancient Lake Lahontan, that for the most part dried up 9,000 years ago. Sand Mountain Recreation Area is managed by the Bureau of Land Management and is open to off-highway vehicle use. The area is also the only home of the Sand Mountain Blue Butterfly.” — Wiki

Sand Dunes in Nevada

I thought I’d just throw this sunset from Friday night — at Delta UT, before we crossed over the NV state line.  It’s not outrageous but from our lounge window you can’t ask for much better a sight at the end of the day.


Thanks for stopping by, and I’ll try to talk with you again tomorrow!  I’m not sure how much time I’ll have to write while we’re with Peg’s brother and family, or after that for the two weeks that Kathryn is with us.  I’ll do my best, but now that we don’t get to see her as often the time together becomes more precious.  I suspect it will be mostly my being awake when they are asleep!