The Loneliest Road in America

It was tough to top the John Schneider Suite, but we managed to see some more great sites on our way to Lake Tahoe. We decided to skip the Interstate and take an alternate route: the loneliest road in America. Yup, it was pretty lonely. Marshall just commented that it parallels the pony express route, so there is a purpose to the road. I still think the towns along the way paid for the moniker so that people would be forced to stop in them for gas and food. ;)

Lonely Road

Still Lonely

Thankfully there were some sheep to break up the monotony of the drive:

We also took a break to hike and check out some prehistoric petroglyphs. There weren't many but it was pretty cool to see something so old and still surviving in the elements. As some of you may know, I don't love hiking. But I have done as little on this trip and continue to do so on some of our stops. As evidenced below, I don't care for hiking in eastern Nevada. It was a tad hot.

The only petroglyph reminiscent of an animal

Thrilled with the hike

Marshall's full house

But we finally made it out of the desert again and into Lake Tahoe. Wow, is that a gorgeous place! Marshall has been a few times and knew I'd love it. After all of the desert driving, we decided to pamper ourselves a bit. I got a lovely massage and we had dinner in the steakhouse looking out over the lake. And we may have done a little gambling. We both hit big hands and left at the perfect time - before we could give any of it back! It was a so much fun, and Harrah's was very nice to us.

Lake Tahoe

I loved Lake Tahoe! I could see it being a great vacation in the summer or winter, and we definitely plan to return. Harrah's always has fabulous customer service and a great steakhouse, and there is so much to do in the area.

After a short, rejuvenating stay at Lake Tahoe, it was on to Yosemite. The weather was outstanding and the scenery beautiful again. The picture is a quick stop at Lake Mono. It was a sweeping vista, and you can see all of the bumper stickers on the railing next to me. The railing was covered in only that spot. Very odd. Oh, we also made yet another Starbucks and Best Buy stop on the way. That makes Best Buy stop number 6 and who know what number for Starbucks. But we finally have the camera lens we want and I'm getting my fill in overpriced coffee before we head to Bethel!

Lake Mono