July 22, 2015
A day of mirages, sand like snow, endless desert hills and roads, passing rainstorms and cool mountain air.
We had about a 9-hour drive.
From the Great Salt Lake Desert to Mammoth Springs, CA (near Yosemite).
My lap most of the way:
The bag seat gang. Amazing. I had imagined that these long days of driving would be, well, awful. The way back had a container full of books and toys to keep them occupied. But I think because the view changed so often it kept us very busy just looking out the window and we probably didn't even use half of the stuff that we brought. Frequent snack breaks helped, too.
(They used those jersey-knit blankets for hours--they were houses and pirate ships and bear swings--in essence, they were sanity savers. ;)
We started across the Great Salt Lake Desert.
Through the Bonneville Salt Flats.
Past this sculpture called Metaphor: The Tree of Utah.
With our minds reeling at the mirages.
Until we reached Nevada. (And Starbucks coffee.)
Then we were in for miles and miles of nothing (including gas stations for hundreds of miles). This was one of the few days we saw any rain and though we had been concerned about our air conditioning being on the fritz for the desert, the temperature was in the 70's.
We stopped to stretch our legs at the Black Rock Lava Flow.
Before arriving in Toponah to fill up the gas tank.
Then we passed the Crescent Dunes Solar Power Tower.
We finally made it into California.
Where they inspected our apples that we brought all the way from Wisconsin. ;)
And it was so beautiful.
We stayed in a condo for the night. It was luxurious. (It was a cool 56 degrees--luckily the outdoor pool was heated.)
We went to bed excited that the next day we would be meeting up with Nana and Pop in Yosemite.