NV Camping 2013: Day 1

Met up with Tom for 3 days of fun in the wide open expanses of the Nevada desert.  There is nothing like camping in the middle of nowhere.  It is simply put, the way it should be. Campgrounds are nothing more than a bunch of unrelated people sleeping outside together. To me, camping means getting away from all of that and then going a little further away just to make sure.

Tom drove up from Vegas, and I drove down and met him off of hwy 361 at a predetermined location, which turned out to yield one of the largest skull hauls ever (more on that in the bonus post next). Here I am with my 90 Trooper and the skull pile.

The Trooper chillin in the middle of the desert.

Most of the roads out there look like this.

So after we met up, we drove around the area looking for a spot we camped at before.
Along the way you see lots of mining remnants.

I can't remember what these things are called.

I don't know what this is either, looked like a giant oven.

There are lots of little old storage shacks like this everywhere in the desert.

Getting ready for some target practice.

A view from our campsite.

The shooting range.

Long shadows.

.308 power!

Awesome Trooper shot by Tom.