Friday morning started out the same as most days, coffee and breakfast then I toddle off to the visitors center to send all my friends a blog. And I do this gladly, but I may have to call it quits on the sending of blogs for a day or 7 because it is getting more and more crowded and that means so much slower. Please bear with me if I start to skip days here. My battery goes all but dead by time I get these published.
After sending out my blog we went on out daily touring trip. I know I wasn’t going to take any more pictures of mountains but this was a new road and thus a new mountain. It is named Corkscrew Mountain for a reason. The entire top of this mountain on the back side looks twisted.
My hosts had decided to go out to lunch in a small town named Beatty. I have heard about this town in a few conversations but like most of this trip had not a clue what to expect.
Well this town is a bust. It had 2 things going for it or maybe against it. It is in Nevada so that to me constitutes ugly, unless it is a gambling town. Oh it had its one Casino;
And it had its Brothel.
We didn’t go in to this one. For one thing, it had no bar… the sign did advertise from 15 minutes to all night sessions thought along with no bar, no drinking and no drunks… I’m not sure how busy they would be with those strict rules.
Beatty is just a desolate town hanging on to the edges of life.
We had lunch at a small but adequate diner in Beatty, not the place they had in mind that place must have suffered from the bad economy and closed. Or burned down because the building wasn’t even there.
After we left Beatty we stopped at a ghost of a mining town Ryolite.
Ryolite was a very booming town in the beginning of 1900’s Gold had been discovered there. It grew to about 4000 in population. From my pictures you can see it was a big town once even with a railroad.
It was a rough town with about 50 bars. But it did have a school and stores.
After leaving Rhyolite we headed back down into the Valley.
The big valley.
I will try to get this published as soon as I can.
It’s time to head to the pool now then have my glass.
Until tomorrow,
Marie
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