Yes, it is my 2nd home for work, both Reno and Las Vegas, I like both but I guess my values are a little skewed.
There is nothing like a gray cold winter day driving I-80, stopping in towns like Winnemucca, Elko or Wendover, to give you appreciation for just about everywhere else in America.
Ah yes. Lovely Wendover:
Ah, Michael, please don’t sell Nevada short! I have become a great lover of the Great Basin….wild, remote, rugged, mountainous, and some amazing finds. The next time you are stuck in West Wendover go over to the exhibits at the Center for Land Use Interpretation, where you will find several massive buildings with found art, photo displays, interpretive projects and sculpture put together by several successive years of resident artists and researchers.
Oops…..make that Michael Heizer. I actually spent a day climbing a ridge east of his massive land form art work called “City” which is now 3 times the size of the Capital Mall in DC to get an unauthorized look at it through binoculars. Amazing stuff.
Hey thanks for the video clip, now I actually would like to go visit Wendover. Sure looks more on the on the up and up compared to the early 80s when I was driving long haul. That old air base has some family history, my dad was part of the original cadre of the 308th Bomb Group, 373rd bomb squadron, that trained there in 1942, right before they went over to China. Much has been written about the 308th and in particular, the 373rd bomb squadron.
Hi Steve, I was just funnin’. I love Nevada. I’m the Burning Man guy since 1991 so I love Nevada by rights.
My favorite thing about Nevada and the Great Basin? It’s that the first humans hanging around places like Lake County, Oregon and Humboldt County, Nevada were there for sure about 14,000 years ago, and maybe even as long ago as 17,000 years ago. Which beats out the Clovis people. Go Great Basin! (-;
My mom’s family were LDS pioneers from back east who helped settle Salt Lake City in the 1860s, and my dad’s family were Norwegians who helped settle the Seattle area also in the 1860s, and were prominent participants in the Alaska gold rush of 1898. I spent lots of summers and winters when I was growing up in the 1960s and 1970s moving along the I-5 and I-80 corridors. Back then they were known as the Lincoln Highway (U.S. Route 40) (east-west), and the Siskiyou Trail / U.S. Route 99 (north-south).
The west coast, from L.A. to the Continental Divide, is deep in my bones. I’ve been all over the world, but this is the only place I can happily live. And that certainly includes beautiful Nevada–I could live somewhere over there as long as it didn’t involve casinos. Not Reno, not Vegas, and certainly not Wendover where the Enola Gay was trained to do her dirty work.
To be happy there, I would need to live somewhere in the Nevada deep. Showing the Clovis people how to dress an elk (-: