Well, today was more or less a “The Good, Bad and the Ugly” kind of day. Wanting an early start, we picked the only breakfast establishment that opened at 6:00 am and that was the Cracker Box. Having eaten there before we knew the food was good and service fast.
Having tired of US 95 from Fallon South past Goldfield, we decided to take US 395 down to Big Pine and then State 168 and State 266 over to US 96. The Good for this decision was the scenic beauty of the lakes (Topaz and Mono) and the Sierra Mountains, some still with snow. The Bad was the four or five (who remembers how many) construction zones, all of which were one-lane, resulting in waits for pilot cars.
The Ugly was state routes 158 and 266. Starting as simple two-lane country, first 158 and later 266 turned into narrow, curvy rolling roads. Now, I don’t mind these kinds of roads one bit. In fact, I’ve always enjoyed that kind of driving. Barb, of the other hand hates narrow roads with curves, can’t see the bottom drop offs and big elevation changes.
Once on US 95, we had a good ride on a mix of two and four lane roads. In Beatty we paused at the Stage Coach Hotel & Casino for a much need rest break and managed to avoid the slots of the way out.
Down the road Barb relieved me at the wheel for about 20 minutes, which was Good as I was getting a little sleepy. During this part of the drive, we finalized our plan for dinner at Lucille’s Smokehouse Bar-B-Que, before checking into our motel. Plugged the address into the GPS and off we went through Las Vegas. The next 20 minutes was Ugly, with mid-afternoon traffic and missed turns. My Lady in The Dash (LITD) was kept busy getting me back on course.
The Bad sprang up again when the LITD deposited us at a checkered flag and announced we had reached our destination. It was now up to us to find the restaurant in a Mall Maze. The Good was we managed to find our dinner spot in spite of walking around in 111-degree heat.
And the last Ugly of the day was Barb’s dinner. What she ordered was a pulled pork sandwich. What she got was a pulled pork sandwich without a bun. When she asked “what gives” she was told she had ordered the lunch portion and the lunch portion doesn’t come with a bum. When she pointed out that sandwich usually means bun, they brought her one.
Had we thought about it earlier, we would probably have driven home tonight, but instead we are in another motel. I suspect we be up early tomorrow and be home by noon.
457 miles today
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