I headed towards Las Vegas, intending to go as far as Reno or perhaps a bit south. I did my research the night before, having a couple of campgrounds written down, along with phone numbers and amenities. My preferences, even if only for a single night, are WiFi, Cable TV, full hookup, and pull through site (I’m not good at backing up yet). The campground south of Reno was my location of choice. I usually end up driving so many hours that I pull into campgrounds after dark. This campground was going to be pushing it. It was only supposed to be maybe a three or four hour drive, but for me it would be five or six. That’s what it ended up taking. However, I did arrive at the campground (Whiskey Flats Campground) before dark. It was my first campground in a desert environment. The first thing I noticed when I got out of the truck was that it was warm, sunny, and dry – all at the same time!
I liked it so much that I asked the registration clerk if I could possibly stay two nights. He said he would reserve the space and if I decided not to stay I could just leave. During the night, I woke to the sound of roaring wind outside and the sound of sand pummeling the outside of the trailer. It went on all night and was still happening in the morning. I decided to move on. Surely Las Vegas, with all of its tall buildings, wouldn’t have the wind and sand. Right?!?