Continuing through Oregon, I filled up with gas in Lakeview because Oregon stations still pump the gas for you and with a little prompting, they also clean the windshield. Why does it feel that as the years go by and we pay far more for everything than we ever did, that we get fewer services? Hmmm.
They recommended stopping at Jerry’s for breakfast. The clientele was a mixture of Good Ole Boys, farmers, go to churchers, and travelers like me. I wish some of these places would replace their booth seats. As I get shorter, I’m going to have to start asking for a booster seat! The food was delicious and $4.95 plus $1.69 for coffee wasn’t bad. It is a great time for watching people and hearing snatches of conversations. One fellow wore a NRA hat and was fully bearded with twinkling eyes and his mustache danced as he chewed. But I was soon on my way…one fuel up, one fill-up, and one passing house. I was ready for NE CA.
Goose Lake in CA and the Alkali Lakes in NV, all had very little water in them. Pyramid Lake had enough to look pretty. This route from Lakeview, OR, on, is quite desolate with very little traffic except for near the little towns. The countryside, though lonely, is still very interesting with high points, valleys, rocks, and the road curling through it all. There was a tremendous beauty in the very isolation of it. Finding that very rare bit of shade was nice for a break but it was way too hot to sit for very long.
Enterprising farmers with lots of irrigation equipment created very green areas for raising wheat (or whatever it was, I wouldn’t know a wheat field from a crop of green beans). In some fields Tootsie Rolls were sprinkled around, other times they were stacked. Some crops were gathered into mounds, and other times into giant oblong bales, all in the center of major desert country.
Bypassing Reno, I crossed I-80 and Hwy #50. I would challenge whether #50, is actually the country’s loneliest road. Catching #95 south at Fallon was pretty lonely. I stopped at the BLM Sportsman’s Beach Campground at beautiful Walker Lake for the night. God Bless until next time.
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At 45, Widow Minshall began 20 years of solo full-time RVing throughout Alaska, Mexico, and Canada. Sharlene canoed the Yukon, mushed sled dogs, worked a dude ranch, visited Hudson Bay polar bears, and lived six months on a Mexican beach. She lectured at Life on Wheels, published six RV-related books and wrote a novel, “Winter in the Wilderness.”