On the move again after one week in Gardnerville
Gardnerville is on the west side of
Nevada, about midway between the north and south boundaries. It is a
small town surrounded by ranches. My sister Linda (#3 in the Anderson
lineup; I'm #2), her three grown sons and their families live in this
area.
Linda recently had a knee replaced and
I was able to be her driver for errands and such. We had great
visiting time, a lot of it talking about our childhood years. She is
four years younger than I. A phone call to sibling #1 (two years
older than I) filled in some gaps.
On the Sunday I was there, we had a
family dinner at the Tim Slaters. Other activities included church on
Sunday and a Bible study on Monday evening. I got my annual fill of
TV programs: NASCAR racing, sports, and a whole lot of advertising!
Since Linda lives in a senior home
area, there was no good place to park Jeremiah. So I moved stuff into
her guest room, parked the motorhome at her son Tim's home nearby and
slept in a real bed for the week! When Tim brought Jeremiah to me the
day I left, the gas tank was full and all the bugs washed off! What a
super surprise!
Tonapah, Nevada
After a week, it was time to continue
on my travels. I drove south on Hwy 95 alongside Walker Lake, past
the Hawthorne Army Depot, the Columbus Salt Marsh, tiny specks of
towns named Mina and Luning. The Excelsior Mountains were west of the
highway and to the east was the Monte Cristo Range. I camped a night
in Tonapah. This really small town's school teams are called the
“Muckers” (I learned from friend Jesse that this is a mining
term).
Once past this town it was a whole
bunch of nothing! The highway did take me through some dot-sized
towns, Goldfield, Beatty and Amargosa. On this route, to the west
were the Silver Peak Range and the Sarcobatus Flat and the
eastern-most part of Death Valley. To the east of the highway was Mud
Lake, Stonewall Flat, Tolcha Peak (7,054 feet) the Nevada National
Security Site.
Pahrump, Nevada
I was going to get a campsite at
Saddles West Casino and RV park – until the clerk checking me in
asked me to leave my credit card and my driver's license (copies of)
with her. Why? She said it was policy in case I didn't unplug my
utilities and caused any damage. “So basically management doesn't
trust the campers?” I asked. She said, “yes”. To which I
replied, “Well I don't trust the management with my credit card
number and my driver's license information. I'll stay elsewhere.”
And I left and went across to an RV park that was actually much nicer
– had grass and trees. All Saddles West had was blacktop.
After a late afternoon and evening
visiting with my (ex) father-in-law Earl Serry, I stayed another day,
giving myself a day of R&R before traveling on.
Where I am now
After a stop in Las Vegas at Sam's Club
and Walmart, I drove east, heading to Southern Utah. Well, to get
there, I had to go through a corner of Arizona, then into Utah.
Couldn't find a nice-looking campground in St. George. The highway
took me back into Arizona - and then north into Utah. A round-about
route, but certainly beautiful.
What's next?
I'll go back into Arizona - poking
along northeastern Arizona, I'll probably spend a night to so in Page
before continuing to Farmington, NM and then on to Navajo Lake State
Park. Here I'll be a “real camper” instead of a campground host.
Of course you know I'll help out if needed!
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