Holy crap, how did it get to be August already?! I’ve been procrastinating this part of the blog for long enough…time to wrap it up and tell you about the last few days of our fantastic snowbird adventure.
From Vegas we had roughly three nights and four days of travel to take us back to Canada. We decided to take a different route than the one we took on our way down. Well, to be accurate we decided to take the route we had originally planned to take down, had we not missed one of the exits we were planning to take, ha ha.
The trip home was relatively uneventful, good weather (although quite windy for some long stretches) and of course beautiful scenery. I’ll break this up into 2-3 posts instead of one long one.
We left the KOA in Vegas just after 10 a.m. on Wednesday May 4. We’d decided to stay an extra day at the KOA due to high winds which don’t mix well with large box style vehicles on highways. This day was somewhat exciting when we got pulled over by a state trooper! Yep, Dan had rolled through a stop sign when the highway we were on, in the middle of open space just ended. Now, he’ll say that he thought there was going to be a merge lane onto the next highway, but I do remember saying “hey, you do see that large stop sign with the red flashing lights on it, right?” Of course, he did, but we were literally in the middle of nowhere, so he slowed but didn’t fully stop - a pretty blatant roll through the sign. What neither of us noticed was that although there didn’t seem to be anything around for miles, there was of course a state trooper dead ahead of us as we made the corner. Ah crap!!! Knowing right away he was caught Dan pulled over before the trooper even had enough time to put his lights on. That one proactive move alone helped us out. We thought for sure we were in for a tongue lashing and hefty fine, but thankfully the trooper let us off with a warning. How lucky were we?? Phew! The trooper chatted Dan up about being in the Canadian Military and of course Heffay was up in the cab beside us on high alert to this stranger at the window who thankfully loved Rotties. Although we didn’t hit any jackpots in Vegas, this sure felt like one on it’s own.
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| Interesting terrain - mid afternoon in Hiko, Nevada |
Shortly after that experience just at before 5 p.m. we found our stop for the night. Although we were headed for a state rest stop we noticed directly across the highway an abandoned motel and RV park. We were able to park behind the motel where it was super private, much quieter, had gorgeous views and was surrounded by sage brush which smelled AMAZING! It smelled like someone was doing laundry close-by, but it was just the natural smell of the wind blowing across the sage brush. A new experience for me.
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| Shellbourne Rest Area - I 93 Abandoned motel and RV park on the left |
With lots of open space to explore HeyZeus was in heaven! Both he and Heffay got out for a walk to explore the area. HoseHey preferred to stay inside, watching us from the dash. With such amazing scenery I took a few pics. Remember, you can click on any picture to make it larger.
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| Cool graffiti on the back of the motel |
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| Heffay on patrol |
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| Old power posts from the abandoned RV park |
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| “This way mom…” |
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| HeyZeus - Happy Boy |
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| GORGEOUS!!!! |
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| Our spot behind the motel |
This was a pretty cool site, until it got dark and I kinda got feeling like I was in a horror movie. It was SO dark, and SO quiet and with the abandoned, vandalized buildings all around us I was a bit freaked out. I could totally imagine zombies stumbling out of the shadows - lol! The best part was at 3 a.m. when all of a sudden we both shot up in bed when we heard a vehicle horn blare three times. WTF!!!! We both got up and peeked out the windows but didn’t see anything. We thought we were being rousted at 3 a.m. and were waiting for someone to come bang on the door and tell us “you can’t park here”. But, there was no one around, no other vehicles by us so although confused and a bit freaked out, we went back to bed. It wasn’t until the next morning that I discovered what had happened. I was out walking Heffay and all of a sudden heard a horn, again! Not someone else’s horn…OUR horn. I came running to the RV thinking Dan was in trouble trying to get my attention only to see HoseHey sitting all pretty watching us from his perch on the steering wheel. HE had been the one honking the horn by sitting on the steering wheel. OMG, I laughed so hard! From then on we made sure the wheel was angled down so it didn’t create such a convenient perch for him. Too funny!
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