30 miles to Gus’s tiny piece of civilisation.
En route to Vegas we took a minor detour to visit a ghost town called Rhyolite that Tim had his heart set on seeing.
As we neared Vegas we marvelled at the changing skies, noticing clouds ahead that looked very much like rain. Sure enough, it was. It looked like we were going to be driving right through the heart of the heavy rain cloud, then the road started to curve away from it. We still got to see lightening and experience a bit of desert rain – huge, loud, splattering rain drops that pelted the car with quite some force. I love to watch a good rain storm for a bit of entertainment.