T minus 1 day. Home Means Nevada!! Day 70, August 30, 2017

Greeted in my adopted state of Nevada this afternoon by a beautiful rainstorm which I am sure everyone welcomes here in these here parts.  Of course this rain did not come until AFTER Russ and I had spent an hour at a car wash getting the dusty, dirty mung off the trailer.  The truck still has to be attended to however.

We were up early this morning to clear out of our beautiful campsite in the Sawtooth Mountains and head on a long 6 hour run to Elko.  We were helped by the fact that the time changed (not so my techy watch) when we crossed the border from Idaho to Nevada.  The change in scenery was astounding, crossing from mountains and evergreens to high desert and sage brush.  We actually went through an area in Idaho that resembled the moon -- interestingly enough it is hope to the Crates of the Moon National Monument.  The volcanic activity here eons ago had to have been amazing.  Sorry, no pictures.  You will just have to check it out here.   One of the first places I have ever camped -- long ago -- and it is amazing.  Well worth a trip to us Nevadans.

Here's a couple of quick pictures I took on the way into Nevada.  Not representative, just easy.  Hwy 93 South.

As pretty as anyplace we have been because it is HOME



We chose a full hookup park so we could take care of emptying all the tanks and cleaning up if you know what I mean.  We are at the Double Dice RV park in Elko and the price, with the Good Sam card is $41.  Kinda pricey, I know but it is the last night.  

Once parked, we headed over to the Star Hotel in Elko for a Basque dinner.  Tradition when you are in this neck of the woods.  Always busy, always good.  The portions are monstrous however and I don't see anyway you can share an order since it is served family style.  Just beware, that's all.  I had the lamb -- yummy.  Oh, and of course they do make the BEST Picon Punch.  Yes, I have tried a few and thus far this is the best.


Elko, NV continues to expand.  The last time we were here was a year ago and I see more businesses have sprung up.  Russ says it is mining that keeps this town running.  Looks like they are sprucing up their artwork and civic pride too:


These boys (the big boots) were all over downtown.  Really pretty and each one unique.  What fun!

Tomorrow we make the last push home.  Filled up the truck this evening for the last time before we hit Reno!!  Dinner with Montana and Cohen tomorrow night!  Pizza!








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