This time we'll let the photos do more of the talking. As we progressed north towards Sparks, NV I filled the gas tank up at Beatty, Tonopah, Hawthorne, and Fallon. The tank never was allowed to get to half-empty. I'm a little bit of a worry-wart that way and wasn't sure of the mileage the Jeep would get as it had never been on a road trip before. Also, it has a little engine, what I call a "Congressional Motor". "Congressional Motor"? What's that you ask? Simple. It's like having the United States Congress under the hood. Every time you press the accelerator the engine parts bicker amongst themselves:
"He pressed the gas pedal that means go fast"
"No it doesn't, it's just a suggestion"
"It's not a suggestion, it's a call for a plan of action"
"Let's take a vote on it"
"Why? You wouldn't agree on anything anyway"
(Yeah, it's a sluggish POS (Piece of s _ _ _) I wish would have bought the bigger engine with more ooomph But it is what it is and I'll deal with it).
Enjoy! Opa Fritz and Oma Bettina
Leaving Hawthorne the landscape takes on a different feel. We're now in farm and cattle country up here.
Bettina just had to get in a Moon shot :-)
The Moon over Fallon
We are in Virginia and Truckee country. Train guys will know what I'm talking about. Bettina likes trains too and got off a couple shots of this one following the Truckee River.
The Truckee River
Tomorrow: a brief view of Sparks, for train lovers only :-)