We decided to cover some miles today and drive nearly the entire daylight hours. We filled up with water and left our host in Tooele (pronounced too will uh), Utah before 8am; one of our earliest departure times.
We didn't even make coffee. Making a bee line for Interstate 80, we made plans for getting gas and coffee at the same time. We had 7 hours of driving planned if we were going to make it to Virgin Valley Campground west of Denio, NV. There is a hot springs on this free campground on Sheldon National Wildlife Refuge. We stayed in the campground a couple of years ago in our May 2021 eastern Oregon trip with our friends Diana
Wales, Steph Neyhart, and Jim and Pat Arneson. Back then it snowed on us a little but we had a great time and scored the best spot in the campground near the Willow trees. We were hoping to get the same spot.
I-80 took us west through the Bonneville Salt Flats with great views of the surrounding mountains. The roads are very straight and the speed limit in 80mph. But we are towing a vehicle and so 65mph is our limit. There are sculptures in the flats occasionally. One is called the Tree of Life.
The Salt flats look tempting to drivers who think the flat land is an invitation to do some off road adventuring. It is clear from the deep tire indentations and a few immobile vehicles that the calculations of the drivers were in error. Tow truck drivers have a guaranteed income and insurance companies probably deny a lot of claims. The flats were used recently to direct the payload from a spacecraft sampling episode of the asteroid Bennu. That payload arrived in Utah this spring, flew on a military plane to Texas and the contents are currently being carefully studied.The Bonneville Flats Speedway is also used for vehicle speed tests. The movie The Fastest Indian with Anthony Hopkins kept coming to mind. My nephew, Chris, has been here to test vehicles from GM. I suppose that all the auto manufacturers have trips frequently here to test the speed of their new creations. Not every spot on the flats is appropriate, as we know.
The 2 lane highway with its opposing traffic of 18 wheelers created wind turbulence events that shook the motorhome right and left for a few moments. The need to anticipate and react was a constant job of the driver, Kasey. I offered several times to help drive, but he has his butt print embedded in the driver side and does not want to break in another seat.
We made the miles go quickly by reading the latest news stories from politics where the government may shut down because a handful of representatives in Congress feel emboldened enough to extort from the speaker of the house that needs to keep the country functioning. So much so that if he does not agree with them, he will renig on an agreement with the president of the US or face being ousted. How did he get into that situation? Sorry to get into politics, but our lives are affected. Every one of us is affected. We like reading Heather Cox Richardson's commentary and summary of the daily news. She is a historian (and a Republican, in case you are wondering). She writes about the state of our democracy and invokes parallels from the past. We also pass the time looking up the various interesting features along the way such as the flats, then Elko, NV, and Winnemucca, NV. Interesting history there especially Winnemucca.
We stopped in Winnemucca to get gas, give the dogs a potty break, and get some topical muscle relaxant for Lincoln who seems to be a bit limpy. I keep forgetting about that nasty puncture vine. It stops a dog in his tracks. Poor guys. I had to pick the burs out one foot at a time.
Winnemucca has some interesting history. The Piute occupied the area before the white settlers arrived. Chief Winnemucca, for whom the town was named, had a daughter,
Sarah, that became fluent in English. She became a champion of native and women's rights. She was controversial because she acted as an interpreter for the military and pursued friendly relations with the Anglo-American settlers which was not viewed favorably by some. Winnemucca published Life Among the Piutes: Their Wrongs and Claims (1883), a book that is both a memoir and history of her people during their first 40 years of contact with European Americans. It is considered the "first known autobiography written by a Native American woman." She has been inducted into the National Women's Hall of Fame.
We got some radio reception but in this part of the country, we lost radio and Internet for much of the rest of the trip.
We arrived at Virgin Valley Campground at 5pm and wouldn't you know it, our desired campsite was available. We do have good karma. We ventured into the swimming pool sized hot springs which is the temperature of about 85 degrees. It was warm enough but could be a bit warmer for my standards. It felt good to get the dust off of us. Our dermis approved. We were the only ones in the hot springs. Sweet.
Besides puncture vine, another thing that I won't miss is that the dry air plays havoc on the nostrils. In western Oregon, there is enough moisture in the air that we apparently avoid the bloody nose syndrome. It happens every time we are in Eastern Oregon or further east. If you experience that, know that it is normal. Enough of that.
There is an opal mine near the campground that one can pay to explore. We walked the road from the campground with the dogs and found obsidian most frequently. A few coyotes seemed to be trying to interest our canines, but we scurried back to the motorhome as the nearly full moon made its appearance. Kasey cooked dinner and we played cards. Tomorrow, we will be home to see our sweet Comet.