“Malo periculosam, libertatem quam quietam servitutem.”
highway 50? it's my guess. i've ridden it. first time i saw a 'lake' mirage heading into NV from Utah. cool ride.
It's awesome to be in country like #2 parked along the road when one of those 9 axle rigs weighing 70 tons rolls by doing 80 miles an hour and disappears into the distance like a freight train. Those guys probably appreciate a smile and a wave from a pilgrim just to break up the boredom.
I had dual tanks on my pickup and one cold, windy night on this road I drained some gas from one of the tanks. Gave it to a couple who ran out.
I've stopped in the middle of nowhere just to take in the scenery and had people stop to ask if I needed help.
Route 50 I believe. Did it on my Motorcycle once. "Lonliest Road in America" and not an empty sentiment
Parts of 95 between ID and Reno are like that. Do not like driving it at night, serious tunnel vision interrupted by the occasional jackrabbit running across the road.
Night travel on that road can be an interesting experience. Dropping off the desert into Rome and crossing the Owyhee River, or suddenly seeing the lights of Jordan Valley appear in the distance, can be a nearly spiritual thing, not easily forgotten.
Gotta pay attention there. Those sharp curves after the loooonnnnngggg straight come up fast!
Where's the sign that tells how far to the next EV charging station?
300 hundred miles due west.
South Bend, 1482 miles East at Uncle Petey’s house.
Saw one of those signs way out in west Texas. Was driving a 60's musclecar. 12 gallon gas tank, 10 miles per gallon with that big block and Holley 4-barrel carb. Circled back, topped off the tank and bought a cheapo 1 gallon gas can and filled that too. Ended up coasting into the next station on fumes, but at least I didn't need to use the extra 1 gallon. Was a little nervous.
I've been in places like that in Nevada, Arizona and California.
The drive west on 140 south of Denino NV to the 395 in OR is much like that. Roughly 115 miles of basin and range desert country. Beautiful, but a full tank is a must as well as a good running car.
My favorite sign is the one I came upon in western Wyoming that said simply "Open Range." Liable to be anything out there, moose, elk, the first antelope herd I ever saw casually crossing the road about a quarter mile ahead of me.