C2C, day 5
Wells, Nevada
Towards the end of yesterday's leg I headed west from Salt Lake City for Nevada accross the salt barrens and ran straight as an arrow for nearly an hour. Sixty-eight miles without so much as a gentle bend in the road. Lots of Drowsy Driver warning signs though. And the sunset I was driving directly into looked like a Maxfield Parish painting!
Did I say this country is huge? It's vast!
Climbing throught the Rockies west of Cheyenne was an unforgetable experience. I've posted some photos to the gallery (click on the intro picture) but the best views were from behind the wheel. I thought it ill-advised to multitask at 70 mph however.
Local radio was a hoot too. From NPR affiliates that switch to all-day Christian music after Morning Edition (think that would fly in Cambridge?) to a genre I'd never experienced before: Big Foot 99 – Wyoming's Rock and Country. The Bob Seeger/George Strait segway sent me scurrying me back to Internet radio until it flamed out somewhere in the mountains. As for terestrial tunes, late yesterday I hit "seek" and the numbers spun around the dial without stopping, kinda like the one-armed bandits that proliferate herabouts. Talk about the middle of nowhere! Spectacularly beautiful though, even if parts of it did evoke a Martian landcape.
Today's the big day: Mike gets his boat! I spoke with him last night and made arrangements to meet at his marina. I can't wait and I'm sure Mike feels the same way.
Short day today, eight hours max. A cinch.
Towards the end of yesterday's leg I headed west from Salt Lake City for Nevada accross the salt barrens and ran straight as an arrow for nearly an hour. Sixty-eight miles without so much as a gentle bend in the road. Lots of Drowsy Driver warning signs though. And the sunset I was driving directly into looked like a Maxfield Parish painting!
Did I say this country is huge? It's vast!
Climbing throught the Rockies west of Cheyenne was an unforgetable experience. I've posted some photos to the gallery (click on the intro picture) but the best views were from behind the wheel. I thought it ill-advised to multitask at 70 mph however.
Local radio was a hoot too. From NPR affiliates that switch to all-day Christian music after Morning Edition (think that would fly in Cambridge?) to a genre I'd never experienced before: Big Foot 99 – Wyoming's Rock and Country. The Bob Seeger/George Strait segway sent me scurrying me back to Internet radio until it flamed out somewhere in the mountains. As for terestrial tunes, late yesterday I hit "seek" and the numbers spun around the dial without stopping, kinda like the one-armed bandits that proliferate herabouts. Talk about the middle of nowhere! Spectacularly beautiful though, even if parts of it did evoke a Martian landcape.
Today's the big day: Mike gets his boat! I spoke with him last night and made arrangements to meet at his marina. I can't wait and I'm sure Mike feels the same way.
Short day today, eight hours max. A cinch.
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