Nevada | Saying nothing in particular

Just what you wanted to see on a Sunday morning. A tin can that’s been rusting in the garden since Eisenhower was president. Hum, should I throw it in the recycling bin? Do you think there’s some hope it can have new life?

Will anyone ever want to drink from this can again?

Someone out there is missing something. A tail perhaps?

Hubby says “Pick it up. Aren’t you curious to know what it is?”

Is he crazy? Besides, the someone missing the something might come back looking for it. Any chance of that you think?

I’ll be posting less and less for the foreseeable future. I’ve decided if I’m ever going to republish FLIPKA, I better hop to it.

About Flipka.

In the original book, the main character (Dr. Fi Butters aka Flipka) tries to examine all of the strange events she encounters rationally and scientifically. The setting is, after all, the far reaches of Nevada, an area famous for unexplainable events, many linked to top secret government or military operations. However in DITH (working title), she hits the brick wall of what can be explained rationally and scientifically … at least by mere mortals.

Okay guys – wish me luck. I’m running out of gas.

Flipka’s mode of transportation – the Chevy Nova. Ever take a spin in a Chevy Nova? It’s a real hoot!

We ran into this gate on one of our many road trips from California to Utah. It’s decorated with sun-bleached antlers formerly belonging to deer and elk. Antler art is huge in the West and especially in eastern Nevada. I believe these gates lead to a camping ground because in the distance we could see Wheeler Peak, the highest mountain in Great Basin, a national park which runs along the Nevada and Utah border.

We had just passed Major’s Place, one of the last places to get a beer before heading into the Mormon stronghold of Utah.

This is the town of Major’s Place – just one building which is of course a bar.

As you can see the antler theme prevails here as well. It’s easy to miss Major’s Place as you speed along the highway, however if you do happen to spot it and stop, beyond the doors you’ll find more antler art, antler furniture and antler lamps. In that part of the world you just can’t overdecorate with antlers.

This guy got to keep his antlers probably because he looks like a dude you wouldn’t want to mess with.

I stole the bottom two images from Stay on Route 6, a website devoted to exploring the longest contiguous transcontinental route in the USA. Highway 6 is also known as the “Grand Army of the Republic Army” because it passes through many historic sites dating from the Revolutionary War. We didn’t go into Major’s Station as it was closed and it’s beyond foolhardy to trespass in eastern Nevada. You could end up in the ground and not in the slammer. Those folks love their guns