and arrived at Whiskey Flats RV Park in Hawthorne, Nevada, America's Patriotic Home. Who knew.
Turns out it's the home of what was once the largest Army depot in the US of A. We stopped by an Ordinance Museum - no, I stand corrected - Ordnance Museum which housed a collection of mines, bombs, missiles, shells and everything else that can blow up.
This park is a nice place to stay. Easy in and out, quiet (not much traffic here) but sure filled up fast with other rvers in the late afternoon as it's on the main drag (95) from Reno to Las Vegas. Nevada is starkly beautiful and mostly uninhabited and uninhabitable.
This morning Dick really had problems with his back seizing up on him. We hooked up - with our new Jayco it is so easy to do, for which I'm really thankful, but delayed leaving until he could relax. Finally we left and prayed our way through Reno. His back finally relaxed about an hour down the road somewhere south of Fernley. I'm really just documenting this to see if we can get an idea of what causes the back problems. It wasn't cold this morning - in the fifties. Just wondering if it is tension and stress related. The last time he had problems was when we left Wilsonville. Oh, well. Felt fortunate after meeting a couple who pulled in across from us. His wife has some signs of short term memory loss and he was talking about dementia and Alzheimer's. That's not for us. We're challenging traditional ideas about aging.
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