Day 37 – Elko, NV

Another short post tonight, as today was a travel day through country with no features worthy of commenting on.  We did a quick refuel stop before leaving Twin Falls, then headed down Highway 93, a two-lane road inhabited mostly by huge trucks and an occasional motorhome, through Jackpot, Nevada.  Jackpot is a collection of casinos and liquor stores designed to attract the bored and thirsty Idahoan, located just across the border.  About eighty miles further down the road is the town of Wells, where large billboards advertised a variety of Ranches which appeared to be owned by ladies.  Geri said they were restaurants; Don thought they might be something else.  Wells is where we caught our old familiar Highway I-80 westward, covering another fifty miles until we arrived in Elko.

We had reservations at a new RV Park in Elko, the Iron Horse, and it proved to be very attractive.  I was released from my captivity as soon as Don had the rig properly positioned on the site, and the cool, beautiful green grass instantly had my approval.  I rolled in it for the longest time; a casual passer-by might have thought that I was having some kind of a prolonged fit.  Though the weather was warm, the grass was in the shade of the coach, and I found it heavenly. 

Geri decided that this was the perfect opportunity to rearrange the contents of the coach’s basement, the two large compartments where we store many of the necessities of this lifestyle.  When Don got finished setting up and getting the TV satellite antenna going, he found that she had dragged all of the contents of the forward bay out of it, making it look like we were about to conduct a yard sale.  For about an hour, they debated how each of the items should be restowed, and gradually everything made its way back into the bowels of the rig.  Both Don and I had to admit that the resulting arrangement was much neater and made things that we use frequently more accessible. 

Geri and I went for a walk around the Park while Don started dinner, and we met a couple of Bulldogs that were very pleasant.  Geri told their human about our friend Tillman, from Oxnard, who is a famous skateboarding and surfboarding Bulldog.  When we got back to the coach, I had my dinner, and shortly after, Geri and Don had a very nice seafood pasta meal, which resulted in some tasty plates for me.  After dinner, they went for a quick spin around town.  They reported to me when they returned that Elko had grown quite a bit since our last visit, which was four or five years ago, but it was still a pretty small town. 

Dancing with the Stars was our evening TV treat, while Don and I put this together.  Tomorrow might have some real adventure in it; who knows?  I’ll let you know what happens!