June 2, 2007

We spent two days in Longmont, Colorado, working on the motor home, and visiting with Lynn's sister, niece, and nephew.

We stayed at the Fairgrounds, where preparations were being made for this weekend's dog show. Tom discovered our tow car hitch was broken. The good news is we didn't lose our jeep on the highway; the bad news is Tom had to buy and install a new hitch. Tom says that any given time, there are at least five things wrong on your motor home, and only two or three of them you know about.

People began to arrive at the fairground campground in motor homes, trailers, and 5th wheels........ and dogs. In one site nearby there were SIX Great Danes in as many pens, and they have all the amenities - rugs, canopies, regular walks, groomings. It must be like Noah's Ark when this couple travels. Other dog owners had fluffy Shelties, Schnauzers, Bull Dogs, etc. and all were being pampered and gussied up. Our last night there, around 11 p.m., something got the Great Danes riled, and it sounded like the hounds of the Baskervilles.

Goodbye family, goodbye prairie; we're heading for the hills.

The 100-mile stretch between Salt Lake City and the Nevada state line is all salt flats. It looks like a white lake spanned by the highway. People have "written" names, initials, and messages with rocks out in the white stuff. We stopped to walk out on the "lake," and sure enough, it's salt, and has the consistency of snow. Two girls made a "salt man."

Let's see, what can I say about driving 400 miles across northern Nevada.........it's long.............................boring..................................dusty.............that's about all.

Next posting will probably be after we're settled in, at Crater Lake, in two or three days. And I'll add lots more photos.

Tripometer: 2243 (at Reno, Nevada)