Mono Lake’s South Shore
As a former travel publicist, I read Travel + Leisure and a thousand other similar publications on the regular. I recall an article detailing the strangest places on earth, within it a nod to Mono Lake, an alien-esque body of water famous for its tufa towers.
Skimming the article, I thought certainly I’d like to see Mono Lake someday, but was unsure of when that would be with my busy career taking precedence. And then, like things I read, I’d forgotten it existed – until I came across it en route to Yosemite. And with that, I checked off a bucket list item purely by accident.
Car problems aside, Nevada was stunning compared to the apocalyptically barren land I’d pictured (I may have set my bars low).
Are self-fulfilling prophecies real?
A last minute change in plans pointed me southwest across Nevada via US Routes 93 and 6. For the first time I was worried; the drive would be long and hot, and would lack cell service and the comforts of civilization. I worried about the car breaking down in the middle of nowhere, despite it running fine up to this point.
So I worried, and 34 miles southeast of Ely on a 90-degree morning it broke down.
Here’s something I didn’t know the name for but am sure I’ve seen in car commercials: Utah’s Bonneville Salt Flats.
Looking at its name, we can deduct that Bonneville Salt Flats is both salty and flat. Here’s proof of this study:
The Great Salt Lake
Mormon spotting, I called it in my mind as I was driving to Salt Lake City. I’m going Mormon spotting.
Spot I did. But first things first, driving into Salt Lake City isn’t too shabby of a drive so I’ll throw up some photos of all that hotness: