Sometimes you have to pay a visit to the road. A long stretch of pavement, be it highway or byway, that beckons for visitors from near and far. Wheels to the pavement mapping a course, retracing history, embracing the solitude, taking in the surroundings and meeting the locals at unassuming sometimes planned and other times unplanned stops along the way.
You see a “Road Trip” is not about arriving as you set out to do, rather it’s about discovering, getting lost and all the in-between’s.
We received the call and answered with our modern day steed (a Chevy Tahoe). With wheels to the pavement we set out to discover, “The Pony Express Nevada”, along Highway 50 aka, The Loneliest Road in America. Highway 50 runs through Nevada and along side The Pony Express Nevada Trail.
Two city girls left Chicago, flew into Reno, NV, picked up our steed, drove to our first town for a quick overnight and viola …. became two city gals taking on the west. We didn’t really know what to expect. We read the history and visited the website but still had no idea what we were about to embark upon. As we rolled in and out of the historic towns that make up The Pony Express Nevada Trail, we had a Eureka moment, long before we rolled into the town of Eureka. We were experiencing a piece of a 17 million acre museum; The history of The Pony Express, The Paiute Indians and the towns we visited; The geography and archaeology; The early discovery of the west by its European settlers and let’s not forget natural beauty. It all unfolded before our eyes and for that we will never view “The Road” merely as a way between two places again.
Our five day road trip following the Pony Express Trail took us from Dayton to Fernley, Fallon, Austin, Eureka and finally Ely. Actually because Fernley is closest to Reno we began there, headed west to Dayton and then back east again.