With at least 50 miles left to cover before reaching the closest town, it was time to get rolling again. But, I have to say that it was hard to leave such a desolate and beautiful place.
Up and over one of the last big mountain ranges we needed to cross, we found ourselves at yet another small ghost town that was established in 1904.
Towns like this were sprang up like weeds as a result of the growth in Tonopah and Goldfield but died just as quickly. By 1908, this one was all but dead.
While new mergers and ventures in the surrounding area kept miners digging for a bit longer, mining pretty much ceased by 1927.
As a parting shot from our 2 day expedition across some of the most remote regions of Nevada, I present you the wild spirit that still lives on in this amazing place.
I hope you enjoyed following us on our adventures.