Originally Posted by RCMoeur

Here in the state down and to the right, there is also a lot of rangeland with all sorts of hoofed four-footers deciding to hang out by, and sometimes on, the highway. And in far northwest Nevada, in June we encountered some moving moos on the road between Gerlach and Cedarville.

On our Big 2004 Road Trip, we spent an evening in the "motel" (a couple mobile homes on blocks) at the Little Ale'Inn in Rachel. After a very windy evening where the room rocked most of the night, at sunrise it was dead still, and it was the quietest place I've ever been in my life. Nothing stirring for miles as the rising sun bathed the mountains in pinkish-red light.



Not a vehicle in sight for 20+ miles - but I didn't bring the bike on that trip. Would've been a great ride to start a busy day.