vistas – sac to mke trip

I’m from the Midwest and so anything other than cornfields are a real treat for me.

Outside of Sacramento on I-80.

Outside of Sacramento on I-80. This was taken at an “overlook” outside of Sacramento. Driving down some of these declines were kind of scary as when the car was in neutral, our car’s speedometer climbed from 80mph to 90 to 95, etc. So, so steep.

In western Colorado.

In western Colorado. Colorado had the most interesting topography in my opinion.

Uh, this house is probably really expensive.

Uh, this house is probably really expensive.  As we approached all the ski towns in Colorado, the money really came out.

Approaching Denver in the dark.

Driving into Denver in the dark and rain was also a bit scary. I saw so many signs asking semi truck drivers if their brakes were cool, that there were 15 more miles of steep roads, and signs warning of steep grades and sharp curves. Yikes! Denver itself was pretty flat, however.

signs – sac to mke trip

I took most of my pictures in the car. Taking pictures of signs usually involved scrambling to take the lens off, rushing to turn the camera on and focusing frantically at 80 mph.

80 mph?!

80 mph?!

I was finally able to get a picture of a state sign. Missed both Nevada and Utah for some reason.

I was finally able to get a picture of a state sign. Missed both Nevada and Utah for some reason. Nebraska’s sign was just okay and Iowa and Illinois were either boring or in the dark.

I think I heard about this place on the radio at some point.

I think I heard about this place on the radio at some point.

Saw MANY of these signs in Nevada. How many prisons do we have there?

Saw MANY of these signs in Nevada. How many prisons do we have there?

bonneville salt flats

On the way home, we were delighted to find that the Bonneville Salt Flats were on the way to Salt Lake City.  Because of a late start which included (among other things) a three hour plane delay, an oil change with coolant flush, and a battery change, we got to the salt flats pretty late.  I tried to take as many pictures as I could between the end of magic hour and complete darkness.

The sun is set.

The sun has set.

Unbeknownst to the Unicorn, its name will come from this place.

Unbeknownst to the Unicorn, it’s name will come from this place.

unicorns for everyone!

A couple of weeks ago, a unicorn appeared on the internet in the form of a rare, good condition 1991 Honda Civic RT4WD. Everyone ooh’d and ahh’d appropriately and nodded their heads in agreement, that such a thing would not be seen again for years to come. It was up for sale in Colorado and just like other sightings of this mythical beast, it disappeared almost as soon as it appeared.  It was sold within a day of being posted on the forums and many wept over the lost opportunity.

Unbeknownst to the new owner of the unicorn however, a new child was on the way and there would be no room for a baby AND a unicorn, what with accidental horn impalings, the impending lawsuits, complaints about unicorn poop in the neighborhood, and general costs of raising a child.  So with a heavy heart, the new owner put the unicorn up for sale again.

Well, when a second opportunity to get a unicorn comes your way, you don’t hesitate and so Jacob and I found ourselves flying to Sacramento to buy this particular unicorn and drive it 32 hours back to Wisconsin. We started driving on a Wednesday and made it home in the wee hours of Saturday morning.sacrtowhitemap

As with most journeys driving a 25 year old car over eight states, we ran into some issues along the way but made it we did.