Trip 2005 - Nevada

When I first saw the distance signs, I definitely wanted to go to Battle Mountain. Images of the Comedy Central robot fighting show BattleBots immediately came to mind, and I expected to see some carnage, be it machine or human. Boy was I surprised when I found out that Battle Mountain was just some lame town with nothing to offer but a sweet misleading name. That mountain sucks. Why couldn't it have been the mountain base from the short lived 80's cartoon MASK? You know, the show where the vehicles changed from ordinary cars and jeeps and stuff into flying fighter jets to combat the VENOM team that had similar vehicles. Basically it was just a sweet show made to sell toys, just like Transformers. The VENOM team had a sweet mountain base that converted to a fortress and had guns and missiles and everything. This so called "Battle Mountain" was the lamest mountain I've ever see. It should be ashamed for not living up to its potential.

There wasn't too much to look at in Nevada, which kind of sucks because I was sitting in the passenger seat. I had driven every mile of the trip so far, so Tim took over once we left Lake Tahoe. Somewhere in the deserts of Nevada, Tim got pulled over by a Nevada State Trooper for doing 95 in a 70 mph zone. Luckily the officer reduced it to 5 over, so Tim only got handed a $100 ticket. He'll probably be mad that I shared this information with you, but in life you got to take the good with the bad. Besides, it's just a little something that happened on the road.

After that unfortunate incident, I believe that I took over driving because Tim was a little bummed out. You would be too if you owed the state of Nevada over $100 and you didn't have a job to assist in the payment of said fine. We still had at least 2 hours of driving before we got to Salt Lake City, so we didn't have time to goof around anymore. Before we left Nevada I waved goodbye to this Giant Cowboy that welcomes/says goodbye to people entering/leaving the town of West Wendover, Nevada. This is one of those border towns that exists solely because of Nevada's laws on legalized gambling. Since I was all out of cash, we didn't stop, and we kept on driving towards the safe haven known as Utah.

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