Well, I don't want to say that we are in the middle of nowhere, but we're close. Big horse and cattle country around here. As an example, the young lady ahead of us at the El Mexicano this evening had on a sweatshirt with "Pretty in Pink - Wicked in Spurs"!
We came across Nevada on US 50 - the Lonliest Highway in the US. Needless to say, there wasn't a lot of traffic and we made good time. The highlights of the trip across were the remains of the Pony Express and Stagecoach stations which dot the landscape. Interesting that the same road which served the Indians as their trail across the country, also served as the route for the Pioneers, the Pony Express, Stagecoach routes (this is where American Express got its' start as the Butterfield and later Wells Fargo state routes), then as the Lincoln Highway, and finally as US 50.
Stopped for lunch in Eureka at the Owl Bar and Café. Walked into the bar around 1:00 pm. and all the people sitting at the bar turned around to see who the strangers were walking through the door. Guess there's not much to do in Eureka! On through Ely and across some beautiful mountains and valleys into Utah. If US 50 across Nevada is the Lonliest Road in the US, I would hate to see what they call US 50 through western Utah - there's nothing out there (except for the beautiful desert and mountain scenery).
Salina is where we hit I-70 and then it's clear sailing to Denver on Saturday. Poor Snowflake is catching all the bugs from the fields around here. She's not used to that since we don't have any (or almost no) bugs in Reno.
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