We left Laramie Wyoming at 7 am, the earliest we'd hit road yet. But I had no intentions of making it to Mammoth Lakes. We were planning on getting into Salt Lake City and heading over to Barebones the company that made the "galloping" tent that I loved however I had had a few issues with the latest being that one of the main zippers came off in my hand when I was putting it together in Atlanta.
They had offered to ship the piece, but since they were only around 45 minutes out of the way, I decided to pay them visit and make sure the tent was working.
And I'm very glad I did. They were incredibly helpful. We put my tent together with the new tent panel. They offered some suggestions, gave us some freebies for making the trip and altogether were friendly and professional. A top-notch company with a great product line.
We were ahead of schedule and didn't really have much of a game plan, so we just hit the road.
We realized that we wouldn't be that far off from where the Black Rock Desert where Burning Man takes place and I was quite curious as to what it looked like a couple of months before the event and 60,000 people descended on the dried out lake bed.
As we were getting to the fork in the road where we had to decide to go or not, we decided not to. I was already in a goodly amount of pain from driving and adding a day to look at vast expanse of empty desert after driving through days of empty desert, so it wasn't making a lot of sense, so we veered towards Mammoth Lakes.
We stopped at the Bonneville Salt Flats which was pretty amazing and then tried to get lunch in Wendover, NV which was considerably not amazing.
And we pushed on.
We came to the conclusion that we could stop at fours hours out from Mammoth at place where we'd have not much to do and lots of hours left in the day.
We could get within two hours of getting to Mammoth, but at that point why not press on.
So we did. And even though we promised that we would take our time on this trip and try to keep the driving each day to 8 hours or less, we never did.
This final day was 13 hours of driving not including the time we stopped in Utah.
But we home. And two days early, giving us plenty of time to set-up and unwind.
I was pretty beat up and in a lot of pain by the time we rolled into Mammoth Lakes, but I am glad we did it.
As we got closer and closer, I could feel the pull of the mountains.