Goodbye Wendover - hello more dirt roads!
"Why more dirt roads?" you ask. We followed the Pony Express Trail today.
This tells you why the Pony Express was started:
This is the remains of one of the stations. Not a safe place, really, for those who lived there. Many died from Indian attacks. Actually, more station workers died than riders.
Some of the stations were there merely for the riders to change horses. That happened every 15-20 miles or so. After 75-100 miles the riders would change as well.
This is a replica of what a station would have looked like. Notice the rider approaching to change horses. :)
More amazing scenery:
This was our lunch stop. The wind was blowing so hard that we had to finish our meal in the car. I mean, hard - it blew half of my sandwich and my full cup of soda off the table! I needed help opening the outhouse door. HARD!!!
I took this because it was written by Lavinia Porter - possible ancestor. :)
We drove on all of the open roads in the refuge. But, they close of some of them when the birds are nesting - to protect them.
Now back on the Pony Express trail
We did eventually get back onto nicely paved roads {not as in the example above :) } It was nice to get home - and wash the car.
Thanks for a great trip, Kent!
"Why more dirt roads?" you ask. We followed the Pony Express Trail today.
This tells you why the Pony Express was started:
This is the remains of one of the stations. Not a safe place, really, for those who lived there. Many died from Indian attacks. Actually, more station workers died than riders.
Some of the stations were there merely for the riders to change horses. That happened every 15-20 miles or so. After 75-100 miles the riders would change as well.
This is a replica of what a station would have looked like. Notice the rider approaching to change horses. :)
More amazing scenery:
And a very dirty car!
This was our lunch stop. The wind was blowing so hard that we had to finish our meal in the car. I mean, hard - it blew half of my sandwich and my full cup of soda off the table! I needed help opening the outhouse door. HARD!!!
I took this because it was written by Lavinia Porter - possible ancestor. :)
Out in the middle of this barren desert is the Fish Springs National Wildlife Refuge
We drove on all of the open roads in the refuge. But, they close of some of them when the birds are nesting - to protect them.
Now back on the Pony Express trail
Shocker - a paved road!!!!
We did eventually get back onto nicely paved roads {not as in the example above :) } It was nice to get home - and wash the car.
Thanks for a great trip, Kent!
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