We’ve been lucky in Nevada and lucky in Utah! Actually, I wasted a whole twenty-five cents on the nickel slots in the casino at the historic Hotel Nevada. Doug watched while sipping his complimentary margarita. I couldn’t find a bingo table, so I cut my losses and enjoyed sleeping in a real bed.The skies have smiled down on us – no rain, no snow, no clouds – along the very long, very winding roads through spectacular canyons and dizzying heights. I’m sure you’ve seen road signs warning drivers of cattle or deer ahead. In Utah Doug and I shared the road with the beasts. 
Truly, the two-lane highways, speed limit 65, are sprinkled with black cows munching or worse and hundreds of sheep showing us their south ends. It was laugh-out-loud funny. If we honked the horn, the animals not on the road already would look at each other and say, “Hey! I guess she wants us to cross over!” and onto the highway they would stroll, joining all the others before us. So, we just nudged them along for a few miles. Still, the prospect of a couple hundred tons of yarn or burger around the next curve kept us on our toes. M-o-o-o-v-e over! We’re heading east!
Truly, the two-lane highways, speed limit 65, are sprinkled with black cows munching or worse and hundreds of sheep showing us their south ends. It was laugh-out-loud funny. If we honked the horn, the animals not on the road already would look at each other and say, “Hey! I guess she wants us to cross over!” and onto the highway they would stroll, joining all the others before us. So, we just nudged them along for a few miles. Still, the prospect of a couple hundred tons of yarn or burger around the next curve kept us on our toes. M-o-o-o-v-e over! We’re heading east!
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