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The Salt Addicts

This was all lake a week ago.

This was all lake a week ago.

Well, the Top Speed Shootout 2013 is turning into a saga long before it takes place. The most respected and only surviving land speed event this year, it was originally scheduled for September 12th-16th. Heavy thunderstorms flooded it and several other events out as the salt flats went deep underwater. Even as recently as last week, the racing surface looked pretty hopeless. This event’s rain date was October 10-14, and then they decided to arrange with the BLM for October 7-12 due to racer requests. It’s starting to get a bit nippy out here. The BLM okayed that, but then Congressional Republicans nixed that idea by shutting down so many government services. Somehow, the local BLM office is able to restage it with the original 10-14 dates, so, weather Read more…

The West As It Should Be

Just coming into the West side of town...

Just coming into the West side of town…

I was in West Wendover, NV for some propane, groceries, and tie-down rope when I saw a gentleman of the Old West persuasion just clip-clopping in on Old Paint. It might be more accurate to say he was a caballero on old Diablo. He got my attention of course, especially since he was mainly keeping to the concrete sidewalks beside the 4-lane, 35 MPH paved roadway.

Despite numerous semis, campers, and speeding cars in close proximity, his horse kept its cool.

Despite numerous semis, campers, and speeding cars in close proximity, his horse kept its cool.

Now that’s how to come to town to shop. Actually, he was aimed for the casinos on the main drag, which is where all the vehicular action is. I was curious about whether he was actually heading for Wendover, Utah, which starts about a quarter-mile from where I saw him. Much more horse-friendly there.

My reality was that there’s a wind warning today “in excess of 45 MPH” which will peak at 6PM. It should be okay because the worst of it will be directly into the south or panel side of the trailer, but a shift to the northwest is likely late this evening, so I came up with a makeshift but effective way to rapidly tie the panels down flat against the side of the trailer if needed.  One would think that a south wind straight into the paneled wall would tend to lift the solar panels up and over, but it seems that when the panels are inclined down at about 30 degrees (their normal working height), their leading edges want to move down more than trapped air underneath them wants to move up. It’s apparently a leverage thing.  All bets are off in a northwest wind, since it’s approaching the first panel from underneath. Fortunately, that wind is supposed to be slower, so in theory, it should be no problem. The tie-down rope is just in case reality overrides theory.

I tanked up on propane while in town at the only source available, a KOA campground. At $4 a gallon, it’s close to double the prices in Quartzsite.  I won’t be looking forward to dumping the waste tanks here in the next day or few, either. The $15 cost is a bit more than the usual $5-$10. Unfortunately, they appear to be the only game in town for that.

The salt flats? It still looks hopeless to me as far as drying out goes, but neither remaining club has cancelled yet, mainly because the first of the two is still almost two weeks away. We’ll just have to see! At any rate, it’s a three-day haul to Quartzsite, with ample opportunity to stretch that out as needed. No need to get there now, since it’s 100 degrees and won’t be livable until mid-October!

Digging Out

The bucket fills in either side of the trench, while thick cables are fastened to the grader's axle.

The bucket fills in either side of the trench, while thick cables are fastened to the grader’s axle.

Wow, what a project to get the grader free! It took over an hour, and the problem was the grader’s weight. They decided to try to pull the grader out from the roadway side, and filled in the trench all ’round so that if it moved, it would go only more level ground. At first they tried to use the crawler’s bucket to pull at the rear end of the grader, but the leverage problems quickly made Read more…

Cave-In!

Oops!

Oopsie!

Lest you think that nothing goes on when you’re boondocking in the middle of nowhere, apparently nowhere is a happenin’ place! Offered for your consideration is this grader, which was moving dirt from the high ground to slowly fill in the deep void near the roadway when the earth collapsed, tossing the rear end into the ditch. The driver thinks that if it weren’t for the wide blade, it might have gone onto its side. They tried to pull it out forward with another grader that was onsite, but it couldn’t find enough traction on the dirt. So, the driver is now traveling about an hour and a half to get Read more…

A Change of Plan!

Head 'em up, move 'em out! Club organizers give up and break camp...for now.

Head ’em up, move ’em out! Club organizers give up and break camp…for now.

It rained again last night, some 3/4-inches I’m told. The above photo was taken at the Speedway entry point, where club organizers have been camped for longer than I have. The good fortune in this for me was that I arduously biked the sweaty 5-1/2 miles against a headwind to get there just in time. I was out for “a little exercise” and found that the published distance was shorter than reality. Wheeze. If I’d been 2 minutes later, I’d have never been informed by the group that they were giving up for now, but had the flexibility to reschedule again for this coming Thursday Sept 19th. Hey, I can do that! And, I’ll save fuel money by being planted in one spot until the BLM throws me out! From Monday on, it should be nothing but sun, so it has a chance. All this is really funky, because driving past the Great Salt Lake in Salt Lake City showed it to be well on its way to drying up.

You may not be able to see it, but dead center in this picture is the tire they'd originally placed on the shoreline. It's now nearly submerged. That's not good.

You may not be able to see it, but dead center in this picture is the tire they’d originally placed on the shoreline. It’s now nearly submerged. That’s not good.

While I was staying in Marengo, some guy in a biplane was practicing aerobatics overhead nearly every afternoon. Here near Wendover, a couple of fighter jets fly around at a very considerable Read more…

Bonneville Today

Heavy overnight downpours actually made the salt track deeper underwater!

Heavy overnight downpours actually made the salt track deeper underwater!

Well, a couple of overnight thunderstorms with strong winds sure didn’t do the track much good, and with more rain on the way, it doesn’t look good for getting in any runs anytime soon. I like it here though, since the temps have been in the mid-70s and the surrounding area is certainly nice enough on its own. I’m told that it’s normally much hotter this time of year, but I assume that the consistent cloud cover has had its effect.

In the distance is I-80, with the "track" being closer in. It's under about 8 inches of water.

In the distance is I-80, with the “track” being closer in. It’s under about 8 inches of water.

Today was errand day for fly paper, laundry and a minor food shop, but I also explored some back roads in the F-250 before I did anything else. I held the errands off for a day because I’d called the sole local hardware store and found that flypaper was out of stock but expected at the end of the day. I dived off the paved route at a dirt path labeled a “Scenic Byway”. Having virtually no traffic, it was smooth dirt with a few rocks, except for a few washes that crossed it. One was especially deep, and with the recent rain, I got out and made sure Read more…

Bonneville Salt Flats Marina!

Uhhh, isn't this supposed to be dry about now?

Uhhh, isn’t this supposed to be dry about now?

What you’re looking at in the photo above is the famed Bonneville Salt Flats under several inches of water! It seems that several heavy rainstorms hit last week, wiping out the fabled Bonneville Speed Week that I was lamenting that I couldn’t get to in time. Next up: the Top Speed Shootout, which is a separate club event, by invitation only, for the heavy hitters that go for international records. These are the guys that get the press coverage when a land speed record is broken.

Considering that rain was possible late today, I decided to combine drive times for the last two legs (5 hours total) and get to the salt flats a day early to set up camp before it could hit. There are acres and acres of dirt that turn to mud, some of it state-owned and some BLM, and I wanted to scout the location to see if there was a legal camping location that had a chance of drainage on a relatively firm surface. I arrived at the final speedway entry point, some 5 miles from I-80, with some dismay. Nothing but water as far as the eye could see! It was a lake!

There was one canopy and a few campers at the salt surface entry, and it turned out to be Read more…

Green River, Wyoming

Driving in Wyoming can visually be as good as it gets.

Driving in Wyoming can visually be as good as it gets.

I was a little iffy on stopping at Wild Horse Canyon Road in Green River, Wyoming because the description I’d read was, “Steep but manageable climb. IT IS MUDDY AND SLIPPERY WHEN WET!!!” I’d been driving through intermittent rain all the way there today, naturally. I can tell you, it doesn’t take much of a grade with a 7,000-pound trailer to make a pickup truck’s rear tires get unhappy as they try to move a combined 16,000 pounds on sand or gravel. If conditions looked bad, I had a rather boring Plan B stop in Little America’s parking lot.

This is near Sweetwater, Wy. It's hard for me to take these traveling views for granted.

This is near Sweetwater, Wy. It’s hard for me to take these traveling views for granted.

Fortunately for me, the last 20 miles seemed to clear away the rain. The exit I needed was closed for a rebuild, so I got off early and the GPS easily got me to Wild Horse Canyon Road. It’s mostly hardpack dirt, with some areas graveled over. The dirt looked like clay, which really Read more…

Parting Shots

An overcast morning view out the dining table window.

An overcast morning view out the dining table window.

In taking the half hour to wobble down the washboard road, I took some time to stop and take a few more pictures in Medicine Bow National Forest:

What gets me about this place is the nature of the rocks. They often look stacked.

What gets me about this place is the nature of the rocks. They often look stacked.

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Medicine Bow National Forest

Life is not particularly hard for an RVer at the Medicine Bow National Forest.

Life is not particularly hard for an RVer at the Medicine Bow National Forest.

This is an overnight stop only, on my way to the Bonneville Salt Flats. I could have pulled over at a rest stop, but I wanted to check out the adaptability of this national forest for future reference. It’s possible to stay here for up to 14 days, and I certainly would, but duty calls. Wow. Despite the severe washboard gravel road that got me up here, this place is big-rig friendly, with ample turn-around spots along the way. Many gigantic boulders are strewn about, and many more form spires. Along with the pine trees, the effect is arresting. The 8,203′ elevation means much cooler temps, too. I hate to think what winter is like up here, since many interchanges have gates, and there are frequent signs with lights saying Read more…

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