Carson City

The drive from Virginia City to Carson City was short, but through a bunch of old silver (and gold?) mining towns. It was a nice drive.

Carson City is small, but not as small as I would have thought. First of all, it took forever to get from the outskirts to the downtown area. It is actually bigger than Olympia, Washington. The capital building was not too big. I started to realize that doing this road on a Sunday was somewhat limiting on what I could see. The building was closed, but I walked around the outside.

I parked across the street, in a nice shady spot. While I needed to stop and get gas and ice, I decided that it was a good place to clean out my cooler. So I put all the food on top of the car, pulled the cooler out, dumped the water and put everything back in. So far, most of the food is holding up.

Before I left town I stopped at a large gas station for ice and firewood. It was a big Maverick and I figured it would have all that I needed. Gas was only $3.99 per gallon. I went in to buy ice and the cashier said she wasn't sure there was any left. Made sense that on Memorial Day weekend that they could run out. She said that there was one bag left, but it was frozen solid into the freezer outside. I paid for my firewood and said that I would check to see if I could get it out. If so, I would come back in and pay for it. It turns out there was 10 to 15 bags left and easy to get. I took a bag out and filled my cooler, then went into pay. I checked out with someone else, but I really wanted to ask her why she said there was no more ice. Weird.

Finally on the road again, I headed to Dayton,Weiterlesen