North into the Nevada desert from Las Vegas for a hundred fifty miles or so. No trees, no towns, no
humans or a goddamned bit of greenery to speak of. You call this straight road
miserable, but you haven't yet been to Rachel, pop. 100, whose only claim to
fame is that it is the closest town to Area 51, America's famously secret experimental
military installation.
I pulled over a slim hill and saw Rachel sparkling by the light of the moon,
a dozen mobile homes and some trash sticking out of the dirt.
Yes, area 51 is top secret, but words like 'top secret' give it a false sense
of mystery - Area 51 is a dusty set of hangars at the bottom of a dry lake bed.
A place so remote from anything at all that the air force chose it to test stealth
aircraft and missile technology. Three F-117's flew over my truck just yesterday.
They are very cool, and of course, very of this world.
The Loneliest Road A journey across the Nevada's Great Basin and the Loneliest Road in America. We follow the struggle between off-roaders, Great Basin Indians and conservationists over the fate of a blue butterfly.
Rachel, Nevada and Area 51
Area 51 is a dusty set of hangars at the bottom of a dry lake bed.
The Owyhee Puzzle Part I of the Oregon Testament. Follow us to Leslie Gulch, where we stumble upon a yet undiscovered Native American site.
The Alvord Desert Part II of the Oregon Testament. Fishing under the Steens Mountains, and wandering the alkali flats of Alvord Lake.
Mono Lake They are twisted, trollish, ungodly, like a woman turned to stone
