Trip Start Oct 16, 2009
163Trip End Feb 25, 2010
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Almost immediately on US50 I was given to fits of teenage giggles when I saw two retail/recreational facilities opposite each other. I mean where else would you find a Super Pawn opposite a Slot World. Ha ha ha ha ha ha.
I proceeded onwards towards Fallon the next major settlement along from Carson City. Passing various small towns and abandoned trailers I saw a curious sign for a harbour. Curious thing to find in the midst of a desert but on the way back later I also saw a sign for the US Coastguard!
As I approached Fallon – nr to the junction with US95 I saw a few rather tired looking casinos and wondered how on earth they could survive in such a low population low passing traffic area
Once passed Fallon – which is 50 miles along US50 from Carson City and I had averaged about 50 mph all the way there – the road both narrowed significantly and the speed limit was increased by degrees to 70mph. Very sensible when the road is arrow straight and there are no houses for miles.
Grimes Point itself was an interesting diversion for an hour – looking at some 6000 year old petroglyphs and looking at some caves (and being scared witless by a couple of pigeons flying out of one) and also being intrigued by a hobbit sized red door in the side of the hill.
From here it was true desert highways all the way to Berlin. First US50 and then some Nevada highways with barely a dozen houses in 50+ miles. Even the 'town’ of Middleton – as I had supposed it would be from the map – was just a motel and a gas pump and a few dwellings.
I did see one thing that surprised me – a whopping great sand dune. Ok, you are probably thinking that a sand dune in a desert is not a great shock but it was! The deserts that I have seen in the US are typically rocky and scrub covered not the sandy expanses that are romanticised in films; so a dune was surprise from that context and also by its singularity – it was just one, great big dune nestled up against some hills – all by itself. Curious!
The last excitement before Berlin was seeing some bombs going off in the desert – at least that is what I assumed them to be given I was near to a B something or other firing range.