A few friends and I went out to Wendover for lunch yesterday. Wendover is 114 miles of 75 MPH freeway directly west of Salt Lake City, literally the closest spot in Nevada to my city. Split in half by the Utah/Nevada border, it survives for one reason and one reason only; by providing gambling to the Wasatch Front. About 40 miles east of the state line, I-80 descends onto the salt flats and does not rise up off them until a couple miles before entering Wendover.
Looking north from the I-80 rest area about midway across the salt flats. As you can see, there is still a lot of water out there.
Looking north-east from the Bonneville Salt Flats parking spot. This area had pretty much dried up.
Today I went up to check out my new classroom. My last classroom had only one window, and I had to bring that one from home (I took an old window, built it a frame and stuck a poster of a beach behind it.) This is the view I’m going to have next year.