I was finally able to mail some stuff home in Tonopah so my load is a lot lighter. We got ourselves 95 miles away from Tonopah, which is not far enough for us yet. Beatty is yet another small town, however, it is bigger than the collections of shacks, like Mina, that we had passed on the way. It was my first time riding with Chuck Knotts, Matt Gant, and Colin McKnight, and I got to know those guys better. Chuck and Matt are from Colorado and Gant had actually ridden with Marc Saintraymond and John Caldwell, two of my brothers from Virginia Tech. We passed through the ghost town of Goldfield, which had actually been Tonopah’s competition in terms of population growth decades ago. You can guess what its main industry was. Many games of : “throw rock at bottle”.
The Nevada rides are desolate. There is gray desert with light brush for as far as we can see. Endless lines of wooden telephone poles follow us and mountains surround us in the distance. IT is as tough mentally as it is physically. T
o prove that the puppets really talked and that the one with cerebral palsy could walk (that’s impossible because he can’t). We promptly ended the show then.
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