Friday, September 19, 2008

Into Nevada

     Today we saw a lot of salt. Our drive started around the outside of Salk Lake City. It was really interesting to notice that each new housing area has a white steeple on a building within the 8-10 block square. I am assuming that these are the meeting houses for the Mormons. I was pretty interesting to see how much faith is part of the community here.
     After making it out of town we drove around the lower part of the Great Salt Lake which is really low so a lot of what we saw was Great Salt Lake bottom. A short way out of Salt Lake City we came to the Great Salt Lake flats for about 100 miles. Once again – No Services! It was very flat and really pretty boring after the first bit of interest in the idea of that much salt. At the far end we saw the Bonneville Speedway.
    We are now on Pacific time and closer than ever to California. But this time change has us going to bed earlier and earlier and getting up earlier – not a bad thing when we are trying to get on the road.
     Our stop tonight was in Elko, Nevada. Mostly it seems to be a town of casinos. Our niece Shelley lived here when first married. I would have cried every night. There is really nothing here to recommend it. Our RV “park” has mostly gravel everywhere with about 20 trees planted in the gravel to provide “shade.” Sometimes we are “camping” and some nights we are just “traveling in our RV and pretending that we are staying in a motel.” Actually I have stayed in lots of motels with nicer grounds. Ah well, we have cable TV and we are both tired.

1 comment:

Arik said...

My experience with the Provo/Orem area was very similar. It was a very faith orientated community. I remember driving around for well over an hour looking for a place to get a beer after a long couple days of training. Even most of the restaurants do not have any sort of Liquor and so ended up in a Private Club in one of the hotels.

I think it would be neat to see the salt flats, but I can imagine that it wouldn't take long to 'get my fill'. I suppose you need some of the boring stretches to really appreciate all the amazing places.