We sure hated to leave Green River but we must press on. Only two more stops and we will be in Frenley. I must admit both of us are ready to stay put for awhile and so is our pocket book. We knew it would be expensive with vehicles but it's worth it to us to have what little bit of stuff we still own with us.
Again the country side is always changing.
The mountain roads are not like we are accustom to back home. These are gentle curves climbing into the sky, not like being on the edge of a cliff.
We kept seeing these signs along 80W as well as gates that will simply close down the interstate during bad weather. I hope I am not here when they start flashing, Yikes!
Welcome to Nevada
Starting to see some fall color.
Salt Lake City
Seems kind of strange to see such a large body of water out in the desert.
It is abit boring after a while. Lots of signs reminding you to stay awake as there isn't anything but you and the trains for 100 miles.
Morton Salt factory. All that white is salt.
Did you know that the Mormons were they first permanent non-Native American settlers in Utah, entering the Salt Lake Valley for the first time on July 24, 1847.
The lake is starting to dry up and turn into the Salt Flats.
What can I say but salty and very flat. Yes I tasted it.
A solid salt bank. It would have been cool to see some racing but we there on a Tuesday.
We stayed in Utah in a casino parking lot which was on the Utah side but when you walked into the casino you were in Nevada by only 2 feet. There isn't much in West Wendover but casinos so we plan to leave early the next day.
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