Thanks to one of our Facebook Group members Paul Klotz. We had our first Sprinter Van meet up. (Halloween 2020).
With the threat of Covid and trying to social distance to be safe, this was a perfect location. For the most part we kept our distance from each other in an outdoor environment.
The event took place in an “off grid” Ghost Town location in the state of Nevada, USA. About a 3 hour drive north of Las Vegas. This Ghost Town is generally located near Death Valley California, just across the state border in Nevada. Enough of an “out of the way” place, that cell phones were useless trying to text or access the internet.
We enjoyed the Halloween weekend in an appropriate place. Complete with a beautiful full moon.
At an elevation of around 5000 ft, the time of year we went, and being a desert climate. That meant pleasant days, but cold nights. The day time temperatures were pushing 80°F. The low night dipped to 28°F. It was cold enough to freeze water left in things like dishpans.
During the day we found ourselves moving our camp chairs to any piece of shade we could find along side one of our vehicles or tents. Once the sun set we moved those chairs as close to a campfire as possible.
Walt, (one of the few locals) opened up the saloon for us. Though with the threat of Covid and attempting to social distance the best that we could, that experience was short lived. But nice to say hi to Walt since most of us hadn’t seen him in about 4 years.
Some of us biked around the old town. There are endless things to look at. Old buildings, old machinery, mine head frames, old vehicles, and parts of old iron scattered everywhere. Photographers will probably run out of time and memory cards trying to capture this place.
For the more adventurous there is another Ghost Town over the hill, about 6 miles away. Stateline Ghost Town. There is only 1 remaining cabin at that location. Some of the stamping mill foundation and mine shaft head frame remain. But you better have the vehicle to attempt this adventure. The road there is rough gravel, and at times disappears under sand in the bottom of several dry wash stream beds.
When the sun set on our four day camp out. We were reluctant to head back home to the routine of the “now normal” life we all have dealing with Covid.