From Beaver to Winnemucca... nostalgia and wind blasts

We spent the night in Beaver (I kid you not) and set off this morning to cover as much territory as we could. We stopped off in Provo, Utah, home of BYU, for a nostalgic trip around the campus Bill attended. It included walking through the door of the admin building minus the shaking knees he had after driving all the way down from Medicine Hat to write entrance exams forty-six years ago. We even found a few of the streets and apartments he lived in.

Then off into the gathering storm clouds. The weather forecast was dismal and we were afraid we would be stopped by snow in some of the passes. We did encounter blowing snow but the worst was the wind which rattled the car and threatened to push us into neighboring transport trucks - especially as we crossed eighty miles of salt flats outside Salt Lake City. The storms hung like curtains over the hills but we'd push through one, see bright sky, then push through another. We made it to Winnemucca, mid-way through Nevada - but that is for another chapter...