So we woke up rested and refreshed and wandered down into dreamland.
East out of Tonopah to Warm Springs, then southeast on 375, the
This is mind boggling country. It is probably pretty boring to a lot of
people, but the long stretches of ruler-straight road that leapfrog you
across the mountain ranges are compelling. 30 miles by the odometer,and
not another soul out there. I would just let off the gas and allow the
rig to coast to a gentle stop. And get out, leaving the truck and
trailer straddling the yellow line.
Led Zeppelin. Mojo Nixon. Black Keys. Beethoven's 7th.
We stopped in Rachel to snap a few touron pics.
Hopped back into Utah, looked longingly towards Gooseberry and Thunder
Mountain, but headed up to Moab to get back on the horse.