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Sparks, NV to Ely, NV
Highway 50, “The Loneliest Highway”
I survived highway 50, the loneliest highway in America. It certainly is that. Fortunately it wasn’t overly hot. It was 92 degrees when I reached Ely at 2:15 pm. On the way, I fueled up in Austin (3.58 gallons) and got some grub in Eureka. Breakfast earlier that morning was again in the casino/truck stop next door to the Super 8.
Once in Ely I checked into the Ramada and ate dinner at Evah’s inside the hotel. It is nasty and should be avoided. My room was nice, however.
I decided to wash my wool socks by hand. I use Dr. Bronner’s peppermint castile soap and hot water, then I roll the socks in a towel and step on it to wring out the water. I draped them over the luggage rack which I propped in front of the AC unit.
The route for the next day showed a forecast of 98 degrees and lots of boring, dry scenery. I miss mountains and curves.
