It was another great day, albeit with some minor
disappointments.
10:03 AM, 20 miles south of Beatty, Nevada, the thermometer
reach 100°. A few miles west of Beatty is Rhyolite, where it was a frosty 98°.
Not to worry, I put on a sweater. Rhyolite is a neat ghost town (with a couple
of places that looked like they were still lived in.)
And from there, on to Bishop, California. It was smoky there
from a fire at the entrance to Yosemite National Park. It was obviously drop
dead gorgeous, but the smoke was so thick it bothered my eyes, and hindered all
pictures irrelevant.
And Mono Lake, despite its iconic nature, was less than
impressive.
And now I find myself in Hawthorne, Nevada.
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OMG - you've made me so nostalgic for those little Nevada towns. There's nothing else like them. You really should spend some time on Highway 50 - the "loneliest highway in the country." It's awesome.
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