Jarbidge or Bust - "Overlanding" Nevada 2015

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OK, those photos of the Juniper Grove campground really brought back memories of a fantastic evening around the campfire. I know the video here is nothing but sh!t and the audio capture was only the cheap mic in my iPhone, but turn up the volume and kick back to this tune from Pasquale.



The river was on back up vocals!
 
Cam,

Not sure if you guys are already through Green River or not. If not, hit me up. Love to meet you guys.

Jason

In the thread, we are coming up on it right now.

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In real life, we've been back for two weeks.

I thought stopping by for some bodywork. You could have had me looking like new by morning!
 
Alex is planning on stopping in Laramie for the night. This works out well because that is exactly where Andrew & I will split off and head South.

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We hit the Flaming Gorge/Green River Basin area about 7:30...

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The sun sets on us in Wamsutter, 150 miles out from Laramie.

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In the thread, we are coming up on it right now.

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In real life, we've been back for two weeks.

I thought stopping by for some bodywork. You could have had me looking like new by morning!


Gotcha... I was around. Anytime you need to stop by for refreshments or shop use.. just let me know.

J
 
Gotcha... I was around. Anytime you need to stop by for refreshments or shop use.. just let me know.

J

Next time, my brotha. We were on a mission. Fuel stops only at this point.
 
We don't have enough gas to make it all the way to Laramie, so we make one more gas stop. Well, Alex doesn't. I might be able to make it. Between the Vortec and the lack of a RTT, I'm using a few less gallons at each fill-up. (Only Pasquale's FJ Cruiser got better mileage on the trail.)

I'm really digging the Scan Gauge at this point. I have it calibrated to the tank, and it tells me how much fuel I've used and how many miles and gallons are left on the tank. Very handy on a trip like this. And especially with the 60's non-linear gas gauge. It has surprised me with its accuracy.

I've been checking and cleaning my rear window at every stop, checking for gear oil. None has shown up. I've got my fingers crossed that it stays that way.
 
Alex said he was planning on stopping for the night in Laramie. Earlier in the day, Andrew & I were hoping to make the turn into CO and make it as close to Denver as we could.

As the day went on, it was obvious that Laramie was a good stopping point. Having dreams of that motel in Bridgeport on the Rubicon trip, I looked for a motel. I remembered parking right outside the door, not having to unpack much (since the truck is a few feet from the door), and being able to cook on the tailgate.

I looked on Yelp, and the obvious choice was Motel 6. It was cheap, clean, newly renovated, next to the Police station, and it was right at the I-80/287 split where we will part ways. I called and verified that it was cheap and that they had plenty of rooms.
 
We final roll into Laramie pretty late and get a room at the Motel 6.

Like Alex said, it was cheap. And it was right next to the Police Station. And it was "newly renovated". But that's about all it had going for it.

The wi-fi, which costs three or four bucks extra (he threw mine in for free) didn't work. The TV was more static than picture. The bed mattresses felt like they were not part of the renovation. Or the renovation before that. And the sink faucet barely dribbled out any water.

The shower, on the other hand, felt like a thousand pressures washers. With the fine tips. All trying to poke holes in your skin. And it was some weird corner shower that barely gave you enough room to move, let alone being able to get out of the way of the thousand-pressure-washer laser cutting shower head.

It was pretty chilly that night. The room had heat though. The heat of a million suns. That was on the low setting on the thermostat. I put it up to high, out of curiosity, and we were almost run out of the room. So, running the heat was out. But there weren't enough covers to stay warm. Just a sheet and a thin blanket.

But, it was cheap.
 
I had hoped to literally back up my truck to the motel room door. That way I could cook breakfast quickly and make some good coffee in the morning.

Unfortunately, our room had fifty yards of separating it from the truck and it kinda killed the mood.

So we got up super early and, after a quick pressure wash (just me, it surely would have sliced Andrew right open), we hit the road.

Before long, we hit the Colorado Border and slid down the Front Range.

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It was a beautiful morning and we practically had the road to ourselves.

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Andrew & I skipped dinner the day before and we are starving. I haven't had any caffeine since my Stallion Pile twenty four hours prior and am starting to hallucinate from withdrawals, so we needed to find some food and some brown liquid stat.

We hit Fort Collins (I guess the dirty side) and only see homeless people. Really, they are everywhere. It looks like there is some sort of park that is the basecamp, and they just had the morning motivational and are heading out for the day. And every single one has a bicycle.

We see no sign of food anywhere. I'm not sure what the locals do for nourishment. Despite my experience at the '6, I turn to Yelp once again. There is a Panera Bread across town if we can hold out for it.

We make the journey to the clean side and find the Panera, which is several miles from the interstate. It's in one of those giant, new suburban shopping centers with winding streets that make it impossible to navigate.

The place is a ghost town, too. I guess this is the new part of town that was built to escape the dirty side. But it's so new that there's no residents yet. It has an if you build it, they will come sort of feeling.

We finally find the Panera and there are maybe two tables of customers and they are the old folks. Early birds looking for worms. It's about 8:30 or so, and in Memphis, these places are packed right about now.

We are in no hurry. It's Saturday morning and we've got about a day and a half of driving, and two days, maybe three (I've taken Monday off, but it's in my best interest to be there) to do it in. So we take our time, eat slow, goof off and enjoy the free wi-fi to catch up on current events while I drink all the free coffee refills that I can.

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I guess the folks in Fort Collins are late risers. By the time we left, there was a line out the door. And it was all hot chicks, no fellas. Maybe the homeless dudes in the other side are the trail of victims they left behind.

We gas up and hop back on the road.

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I can't believe you still had the energy to cook and brew your own coffee at this point when McD's has .99 biscuits.

I didn't. But if the truck was right outside the door, I might have made some real quick anyway. I was trying to avoid McD's if possible. Later, we did hit one up for emergency sustenance.
 
The iPhone 6 takes great photos ;)

Lipo all the way!

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I need to master Alex's technique - but I don't want to risk losing another phone :D
 
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