|dust clouds off of the salt flats in Big Smoky Valley|
I decided to stay in Tonopah this weekend, since I am only working Tuesday of next week before heading back to Salt Lake for Thanksgiving. I haven’t felt all that great the last few days: sore throat, and generally just “worn out”—probably from all of the traveling and new situation and everything… so I didn’t feel like driving for 6 hours and then just coming back for one day of work…
but I gotta tell you, this is a really small town. like, really small. there’s not even a good diner to go and get breakfast and read a book for an hour or so. the best breakfast in town is probably McDonald’s. so I choose to stay home… or drive.
yesterday, I drove to a trailhead 100 miles away from town to go for a 5 mile run. since I haven’t been feeling well the last few days, 5 miles was all I could handle. I vaguely remember reading something on the internet before leaving Salt Lake about a “Crest Trail” of some sort, so I decided to go and try to find a trailhead.
my curiosity was rewarded. just West of the town of Kingston is the northern end of a 70-mile single-track trail. unfortunately for me, it was covered in about 6 inches of wind-crusted snow which made the going a little difficult. but I was able to envision what this trail might look like in May or June… single-track loveliness winding through the sagebrush and across the peaks of the Toiyabe National Forest.
|start of the Toiyabe Crest Trail|