Quite a few signed summits in
this area are so flat, that they deserve this
name, but none more than this one. On the east
side of US50 the approach adds up to less than
500ft, which I set as the cutoff to include a
summit in these pages. But when taking a dirt
road to the north, one can come up with a 500ft
high profile on this side.
But there are different reasons for including
this page. On these few scenic dessert miles
over low hills in the Newark Valley I saw more
cyclists than on any other stretch of road in
Nevada so far. These were not big groups but
solitary tourers with fully packed panniers, 2
of them heading west, one man with silver hair
and beard protruding from an old crush hat. Then
on the way back I met a Frenchman riding from
New York to Paris. Apparently he was well ahead
of schedule, and thinking or rebooking his
return flight to Paris a week earlier than
planned. I signed his guest book that he carried
along, and we took pictures of one another.
One other thing I remember about this summit.
One the way west a truck passed me. As usual
around here he gave me more space than I could
hope for in most US states. I waved after him as
thanks. He blew his horn, as a "you're welcome"
gesture. Now - where else can this happen ?