I decided to head on to Utah and stay away from the Interstates again. So I took US 50 which is known as the loneliest road in America.
It didn’t start out that way. It began like most roads with plenty of businesses and houses.
Then I hit the real US 50.
Words cannot do justice to the views and expanse of this road. The elevation sometimes approached 7000 feet or more but the valleys would drop to 4000 feet and go on for miles. You might travel for twenty miles, thirty miles, or almost forty miles to cross these expanses.
I’ll let you look for yourself:
In Ely, NV, I came to the end of US 50 and will spend the night here. In the morning I’ll switch to US 93 and head to the Bonneville salt flats.