We pack up and leave Vegas, leaving the luxury of our hotel stay behind and clamber back into the stuffy little minivan for a full day of driving, and only driving, to our camping spot in the Sierra Nevada. Only turns out a tad more eventful than planned.
This would have been a very nothing day where the highlight of the day was a food shopping trip but turns out its a little more eventful than planned with one of the group taking very ill.
After many hours on the road and only a few sand tornadoes to keep us entertained we stop for lunch in just about the middle of nowhere. There is a town: Tonopah, but nothing either side for hours. During our stop one of the girls we’re travelling with gets a nose bleed which she says she normally gets so we’re not worried to start with – though I’ll admit I was a little more concerned than others. After an hour and having stuck a tampon up her nose proving unsuccessful at stopping the nosebleed it’s a trip to the ER room for everyone.
In the end she is fine and it turns out we are ridiculously high in altitude and lots of people passing through get nose bleeds so the ER is used to it. Definitely a scary moment though and scarier to think had it happened at some other point in the day we would have been miles out in the desert.
After many more hours of driving we arrive on our campsite which isn’t really a campsite really, its just a field. No running water and only portaloos. I head to bed early and actually hear buffalo through the night which is quite strange.