Waking in Wendover

Made it once again across the great, open, empty state of Nevada. We both agreed it was a nicer driving scene than going through endless LA!

We're in Wendover, Utah, should be home in our own bed tonight. It's been a good trip, but home is beckoning.

Some family pics attached. Saturday was Sandy's son Bob's 50th birthday. We showed up that day, which was pleasant but nothing special. Sunday morning we took Bob with us (Colleen faked miserable sick beautifully) to breakfast with Sandy's step-family, whom I hadn't met before (and vice versa). So, the bottom pic is, from left, Sandy Feutz, Curtis Feutz, Tina Feutz, Doug Feutz and the birthday boy, Bob Hughes.

In the next one up, Bob is coming back to the house (a little earlier than expected) after taking daughter Lyssa to buy cars and is getting the "Surprise!" yell. Bob's wife Colleen worked hard to make it a surprise, and it looks like she pulled it off!

Later, he had recovered enough for me to get a picture of Sandy between her two boys, Greg and Bob, and then with Bob sandwiched between Sandy and Colleen.

There was a big party with lots of people and good food, so it came off well.

We were thinking about taking US 50 across Nevada to Ely, but Greg advised us it was in poor condition, so we struck out on Old Reliable I-80 and that worked well. The temp got down to 31 degrees on the pass going to Truckee, and there was some snow on the ground, but it quickly warmed up to the mid-40s and stayed there the rest of the day ... except when it dipped down into the 30s and there was snow nearby before we came into Wendover.

Anyway, we got a room and went out to a buffet and I turned $5 into $11.10 in the slots (I never win anything at those) and came "home." Today we cross the salt flats and the sand flats and pick up the dog and breathe a big sigh of relief. Tomorrow we go back to getting ready to move! tv