We woke up bright and early and went on a nice hike up into the Ruby Mountains. The trailhead is about halfway into the campground, so that was super convenient. It was a nice hike with some really pretty waterfalls.
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| The beautiful Ruby Mountains |
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| Looking for...I don't know? Rubies, maybe? |
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Loaded up, moved on out. Stopped in Elko to get supplies. And donuts. One thing I have to say about traveling with a little trailer on I-80....it's crap! The road is so rutted from the semis that if you have a wheel base that is different than the ruts...watch out. We saw a fairly big utility trailer about turf it. The hubsters drove with one wheel in the middle of the right land and the other on the white line. Life was a lot less stressful when he figured that little gem out. It was, without a doubt, the worst road that we have ever driven our trailer on.
Anyway, no surprise, Nevada was hot. About 103 degrees worth of hot. But, our little Murano pulled the trailer without any problems. Also, Nevada is hillier than you would expect. I had never thought of it as hilly before, but when you have one eye on the temperature outside and the other on the air conditioner blasting the "I'm hot" children in the backseat, you tend to pay attention to anything that will cause any more stress to the engine. Or to the parents.
It's a long slog across the widest section of Nevada, especially when the interstate dips and swoops like a snake. Suggestions for survival? Stop as frequently as possible. We stopped in Winnemucca to use the free wifi at McDonalds and to buy an ice cream. We also stopped in Lovelock to use the free wifi at McDonalds and to buy an ice cream at a cute ice cream shop. I'm seeing a pattern here. Regardless. Ice cream is the answer.
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| Kolton is excited about McDonalds...can you tell? Don't be offended, McDonalds, he hates all fast food. |
We finally rolled through Reno and into California. There was a joyous celebration that may or may not have bordered on crying. Not that I don't love Nevada. Heck, we own a house in Las Vegas, but that was a really long day. It probably didn't help that between the donuts and the ice cream(s), we were on a bit of a sugar high.
Logger Campground. It is further off the interstate than I initially thought. If I learned one thing on this trip, it was to read distances better. It makes the hubster not so happy when I keep saying "Hmmm...we should be there by now". But, it is a very pretty drive. The campground was huge. And crowded. And had lots of little kids on bikes. Luckily, we had an outer campsite (#142) so no one was really too close. Although, we did get a loud, drunken rendition of "Piano Man" at 2:00 in the morning. On the flipside, our neighbors did warn us that they might be noisy and offered up a peace offering (or bribe) of smores. But, still.
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| Cookin' over the campfire |
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| Absolute best part of the evening, listening to Kolton play his guitar |
One thing I don't understand. Why do people come to the mountains to behave like they do when they are at home? Only louder. And more obnoxious. Don't they come looking for peace and quiet? Trying to be one with nature? If you are looking for peace and quiet, don't come to Logger Campground in August. Wow. Just wow.
The positives? Our campsite was really spacious, with lots of trees. The one next to us was nicer, but the people who were staying there left at sunset and didn't come back. Maybe they were sick of our other neighbors and their noise. Only having people on one side made our stay a lot better, so thank you. The reservoir that borders the campground was really low because of the drought but it made for a nice walk and pretty view.
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| You can see how low the reservoir is. |
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| The gorgeous full moon |
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