Playing catch-up on the trip postings today. As planned, we left San Diego a little after noon on Sunday and headed to Laguna Beach to drop off Hannah. After a brief stop to say hello to Ma and Pa, we headed east yet again. Night one was spent in Primm, the casino town owned by Terrible Herbst on the California/Nevada border. The room was $20, the steaks were plentiful, and Lo won $8.38 in the two-cent slot machines.
Day two: Head outta Primm at sun-up to avoid the hottest part of the day. Still, we hit 100-plus temps as we drove across the barren wasteland of Nevada, northern Arizona and southern Utah. The good news is that we made it to Steve Prior's house near Salt Lake with plenty of time to relax, have a great dinner, watch the sunset and listen to him regale us with stories of paragliding and Harley-tripping with Rider.
Prior is one of John's paramedic buddies from Minnesota. Rider is canine extraordinaire.
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