Saturday April 28, 2018
My master carried me out for my walk again. There is quite a bit of grassy area so it it isn't too bad. Just makes me look like such a princess. Coolest thing, I heard the train this morning. It sounded very vintage, how cool it would have been to ride on it. Wonder if they allow dogs? We leave the hotel about 9:30, gas up, and find coffee for my master. After a few blocks on combined US 50 and Route 6, splits off to the west. There is a sign saying no fuel for 167 miles, good thing we gassed up. Our destination is Bishop, California.
Right away we drive through a pass with curves and hills. We are still in Humboldt National Forest. We are on a high plateau. The mountains seem to go on forever ahead of us. Cell service is better than yesterday, for awhile anyway. To the north is Mt. Jefferson, highest point in the Toquima Range. Way in front of us is Death Valley. Now there is no railroad and no river or creek. We pass through sections of road that are flat and straight, straight and hilly, and of course hilly with curves. I see cattle grazing on hillsides then a sign that says welcome to pioneer territory.
We drive through Currant Summit then are back to open straight road with mountains on all sides. Blue Eagle Mountain to the south and Morey Peak to the north. Then we see some scattered oil rigs and a refinery. That is a surprise way out here. It is really desolate now. My master realizes that no gas also probably means no toilets. Too bad she drank all that coffee. As we cross Blackrock Summit, we see lava rock left from a long ago eruption caused by overheated underground water. It looks so out of place. You can read more about the lava here.
We see a white dome up on a nearby mountain. My masters think it is some kind of observatory. I tried to find out what it might be but didn't find anything. We pass to the south of Rawhide Mountain then enter Toiyabe National Forest. We traverse Salisbury Summit. We start to see the mountains of Yosemite in the distance, how vast, rugged and beautiful they must be up close. Then there is a Rest Area. I hear a Yippee and "Pull Over" from my master. We pull in. There isn't much here, just a permanent outhouse. We parked right in front figuring we would be the only ones here. The facilities are clean and functional. When we came out, we were surprised to see a camper had pulled in. We get back on the road headed to Tonopah, Nevada for lunch.
We decide to have lunch at the Pullman Cafe in the Mitzpah hotel. The guidebook recommends the Jack Dempsey Room for dinner in this hotel. We hope the Pullman Cafe for lunch will also be good. The Mitzpah is a wonderful old hotel with a cool history. They even take pets. I tell my masters we so should have stayed here last night. They say, "now you tell us". Who knew something like this was in Tonopah? Lunch must have been great based on the heavy leftover boxes and the picture they showed me. How often do you need a doggy bag for a BLT? Why do they call it a doggy bag? Us dogs never get any?
Just west of Tonopah we see this very bright light on top of a tower. What the heck is it? My master guesses a solar concentrator. He was so right. It is a solar tower concentrator. WOW. WOW. WOW. That was my masters. They are such engineers.
The driving is flat and straight but I know that won't last. We pass Lone Mountain. Route 6 joins with US 95, it is a nice road. Route 6 splits from US 95 at Coaldale heading west to Benton, California. We can see Mt Lyell, in the Cathedral Range, in the distance. It is the highest in Yosemite at 13,114 feet. We head into another canyon, and will cross into California soon. This is the short, easiest pass yet. But we aren't done. We traverse Montgomery Pass. My master and I focus on driving. We go by Mt Dubois and Boundary Peak to the north. They are located in the north end of the White Mountains.
We cross into California, our final state on Route 6. My master didn't get any coffee this morning and the ice tea she had is gone. So we pull into a small mart in Benton. She only comes out with water, no coffee. The place is quite the throwback. As we get farther into California, we see green. It is trees. We haven't seen trees in miles. We are headed south in a valley with mountains on both sides. We pass Mt Gabb to our west.
Bishop is the official end of the current Route 6. Historic Route 6 continued on to Long Beach and that is our final destination. But we wanted to celebrate the end here in Bishop. The guidebook mentions that there is a sign for the start of Route 6 heading eastbound. We found the sign, turned around and took pictures to commentate this milestone. While the trip has been fun, I'm sure glad my masters aren't taking about doing the reverse trip.
We arrive at our hotel about 3:30. We are staying 1 night at the Vagabond Inn. I got a walk immediately followed by a foot bath. I wasn't even on the street that much since my master carried me out to the very limited spare grass space. My masters had their lunch leftovers for dinner. Club sandwich, BLT and some mango, key lime cheesecake. The cheesecake must have been wonderful since I heard my master scrap the go Box for every last morsel. I like it when they have leftovers since I get to hang with my humans all night. Tomorrow we go on to Santa Clarita, home base for our northern excursion on the Pacific Coast Highway, otherwise known as PCH.