This northern area of Nevada is pretty barren desert and salt flats with snow capped mountains off in the distance. Apparently million or so years ago this area was under a 1,000 feet of water. Now all that remains is the salt.
I gave quick thought to take the big rig out on the race course to set a record with a 5th wheel. Wendy didn't like the idea, need I say more.
Apparently it had rained/snowed quite a bit with a large area of the desert floor flooded.
We entered into Utah to a wind warning of 60 mile an hour winds. The camper is 13 feet tall and 34 feet long. It is like towing a billboard; lots of area to catch wind.
As we approached Salt lake City it really got dicey we very strong cross winds. In fact we past a tractor trailer blown over on its side and a utility trailer wrenched off the hitch from the car towing it. We cut our speed to 35 and headed for a truck stop just west of Salt Lake.
I-80 East and West was closed to trucks and trailers because of the wind so the Flying J was our camp site for the night. Wendy was still convinced we might be blown over. Not a very good nights sleep to say the least.
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