15 October ‘06
McCall, back to Highway 95, and a long ride through 2 states and into a third. Not too much to tell about this part of the drive, except to say it was long. We did find this part of 95 was a highway for the truckers. I don’t think we have seen so many trucks on any one road before. I’m sure this will continue all the way to Las Vegas and most likely further. The destination for the day was Winnemucca Nevada. After spending the night we were back on the road and heading for Fallon. The sights along the way weren’t too exciting until we turned off of 95 Alt and onto 95. There the roadbed was raised, narrow and without a shoulder. Throughout the rest of the drive, which was as straight as I have ever seen, we overlooked a very large area of small sand dunes, sage brush, and spotted with small lakes for bird migrations. I had pushed on from Winnemucca without topping off the gas tank on the coach and by the time we were pulling into Fallon I had just about soaked my shirt with sweat. I’ve got to quit passing that dag-nab gas pump looking for a few pennies off the price of the last pump. Well we made it…and we did find gas…and in Nevada we’ve found the prices 20 to 30 cents a gallon higher than Idaho’s. We were able to meet with Ernie and Sheila today. This is a very uncommon thing to do seeing as they are the traveling couple of the millennium. They had just gotten back from a cruise through the Panama Canal and the Caribbean. Ernie was already repacking for another trip on Tuesday down to Cabo. They have a beautiful home here and are wonderful hosts to all of us vagabonds who traipse through.
McCall, back to Highway 95, and a long ride through 2 states and into a third. Not too much to tell about this part of the drive, except to say it was long. We did find this part of 95 was a highway for the truckers. I don’t think we have seen so many trucks on any one road before. I’m sure this will continue all the way to Las Vegas and most likely further. The destination for the day was Winnemucca Nevada. After spending the night we were back on the road and heading for Fallon. The sights along the way weren’t too exciting until we turned off of 95 Alt and onto 95. There the roadbed was raised, narrow and without a shoulder. Throughout the rest of the drive, which was as straight as I have ever seen, we overlooked a very large area of small sand dunes, sage brush, and spotted with small lakes for bird migrations. I had pushed on from Winnemucca without topping off the gas tank on the coach and by the time we were pulling into Fallon I had just about soaked my shirt with sweat. I’ve got to quit passing that dag-nab gas pump looking for a few pennies off the price of the last pump. Well we made it…and we did find gas…and in Nevada we’ve found the prices 20 to 30 cents a gallon higher than Idaho’s. We were able to meet with Ernie and Sheila today. This is a very uncommon thing to do seeing as they are the traveling couple of the millennium. They had just gotten back from a cruise through the Panama Canal and the Caribbean. Ernie was already repacking for another trip on Tuesday down to Cabo. They have a beautiful home here and are wonderful hosts to all of us vagabonds who traipse through.