Tuesday, April 17, 2018

on and off the road to Reno


What a I remember is the sleeping car gliding through the blue of predawn. 
On all sides the salt flats stretching out like a white sea. 


When the sun rose we were well beyond the state line. 
Beach and BC slept away the hours while I drove.  That was Saturday morning.
We were one of the last 2 families from the gym to head out.


We stopped in Mills for breakfast at a truck stop café;
loaded up on coffee and greasy food. 


From there we left the road to adventure.  


Paradise Valley







We were the last family to roll into town but I think we were all okay with that.

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