9 Aug '45
Somewhere in Nevada -
This morning we've been thru such vast spaces of desolate land that it's scarcely credible to one from the East. Salt fields stretching for scores of miles - with salt actually exposed on the surface. Too bad we couldn't stop & swim in the famous salt lake. And beyond that endless sweeps of desert land - nothing but sand & sage brush bordered by the mountains - snow on some of the mt. peaks. At times we could see for over ten or 15 miles in almost any direction & yet not see a house or even a tree. After hours & hours of such scenery, it becomes rather tiresome. Occasionally we spot a lone car on the highway, a speck in the desolateness. I understand we still have more impressive deserts to pass thru.
Today's chow in the diner was the