I left Salina and headed down the highway to rejoin the trail in Richfield. There, I got on an OHV trail that took me up and over a set of mountains/hills. It was pretty slow going for the most part. I started off as just dirt and desert, but started to get more trees and green as I went further west. Finally I got to the other side, then got on a main gravel road that took me to Kanosh, UT. It was a little past lunch, and after I filled up, I realized there was nothing to do in Kanosh, so I went up the road about 5 miles to the next town which at least had a gas station that had some gross food under a heat lamp. I had some jalapeno poppers and chicken tenders, then headed back to the trail. This time, I found myself in some wide open spaces of BLM land, out in these huge valleys surrounded by mountains, flying down gravel roads at about 60mph. I came into the town of Garrison, UT which was so small it didn’t even have gas, so I had to go up about 10 more miles to Baker, NV for gas. At that point it was fairly late in the afternoon, so I decided to setup my tent at the Whispering Elms RV Park. Baker was tiny too in that it didn’t even have a stoplight, but it was kind of the gateway to Great Basin National Park. This is one of several national parks I’ve never even heard of. It is somewhat ironic that the most notable feature of Great Basin National Park is several 13k+ ft mountains, but they provided a nice backdrop to the town so I didn’t get too up in arms about it. I met a nice retired couple who were spending several days exploring the park, and were very interested in my trip. After a nice pot of chicken and ramen, I was off to bed.
