On Tuesday, I got to Cisco, Utah and my next Harvest Host several hours past my plan, due to the damn snowstorm, which set me back hours, plus some extra stops for viewing the landscape, lowering my shoulders from my ears, stretching my fingers, and shaking off the damn snowstorm.
Cisco wasn't too far from the border with Colorado. A little high-desert action made me think of my NM home.
Buzzards Belly General Store was a funky stop. It is in a ghost town, which was founded in the 1880s but became ghosty in the late 20th century. It was bought by an individual in 2015, and even then was a heyday compared to now. Here's more about Cisco.
In any case, the parking spot was out of the way and felt safe and quiet, except for the wind. But I was so tired I didn't even notice it, nor the supposed trains that were to rumble by during the night.
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| Cute little barking prairie dog! |
I woke up the next morning and was the first of the four RVs that stayed at Buzzards Belly to hit the road.
Not much to say about my drive through Utah and some of Nevada, except to say that Utah is freakin' beautiful. 
I have already started planning a trip back that way. I'd love to visit Zion and Bryce National Parks, and the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. It's a trip we did as a family when the kids were tots. It is such a beautiful part of the planet. Plus, there are other national parks up there too to explore! I gotta go back.
While I was pondering that road trip, I suddenly reached Moapa, Nevada. I met the kind host, who brought a fire ring to my spot, along with firewood and starters. So nice!
I popped a beer and read outside and blogged inside when I finally got wise to ask about wifi.
This spot was a Boondockers Welcome, just another dirt lot at someone's house, and you can't beat free-fifty-free as the price. In the end, I just wasn't up to making a fire. So I stayed in and tapped on my computer and let the wind blow outside.
I slept pretty well until about 1:30am, when the wind really started whipping up. Poppy was a-rockin'. I suddenly realized that I had left my camp chair outside and jumped up, hoping that it had not blown across the high desert. It was just toppled over, thank goodness.
And then, the next day: the actual home stretch! It was to be one of my longest (planned) driving days, about 6.5 hours home, but half of that was on a familiar route. Not much to talk about except traffic through Las Vegas and cheap gas at Costco in Santa Clarita. No snow. No wind. Just road.
A few hours and a few hundred miles brought me home. Hugs and kitty cuddles greeted me.
The Statistics
- 3106 miles
- 57 hours of driving
- Avg. 16.2 mpg (according to Poppy)
- 2891 miles
- 62 hours of driving
- Avg. 15.9 mpg (according to Poppy)
- 3,566 miles
- ~ 74 hours of driving
- 15.7 miles per gallon (according to Poppy)
- 46 days
- 9,563 miles
- 193 hours of driving
- 15.9 mpg (according to Poppy)
- 15.486 mpg (according to my handwritten documentation)
45 nights
- 12 - Harvest Hosts
- 9 - Friends' and family's beds (inside)
- 8 - "Moochdocking" at friends (outside)
- 7 - Boondockers Welcome
- 2 - Meetup location
- 2 - National Park
- 1 - State Park
- 1 - Walmart
- 1 - Cracker Barrel
- 1 - Hotel (parking lot)
- 1 - Hotel (inside)
States traveled
26
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