Last night we arrived back in Arizona safe and sound. It was a great
road trip through Nevada and none of us played a single slot machine. We were far
too busy. On Saturday, we visited the Reno Gun Show. Compared to Arizona shows,
Reno had many more displays of 19th century revolvers and rifles. The
vendors were highly knowledgeable about Old West guns and I picked up a few
good reference books that will help with the Steve Dancy Tales.
On the drive back we discussed our favorite experiences. Visiting
with old friends was at the top of everyone’s list and Fort Churchill at the
bottom. As we cruised along the highway, we agreed that we’d probably never make
a return visit to the old cavalry fort. I think we riled Kit Carson because at
almost that exact moment we saw a turn-off sign for Fort Churchill. We had been
chatting away and missed a turn fifty miles back and had driven in a circle
back toward Carson City. Bummer. We would have made lousy scouts, especially since we had Garmons, iPhones, a digital compass, and web connected computers inside the car. Of course, we would have needed to stop talking long enough to actually glance at one of these devices, or perhaps look out the window at a highway sign.
Oh well, when we reminisce about the trip years from now, our first recollection will be about getting lost with a car full of computers that would’ve made the Apollo moon-bound astronauts jealous.
