Beatty, NV

It's 7am we are parked in a small rv park in the small town of Beatty.  We are about 110 miles from the north edge of Las Vegas and the opposite end of the spectrum.  Where Vegas is this huge monster, consuming electricity, water and land at an enormous rate, Beatty is a town of 1000 trying to stay alive.  The life blood is Hwy 95 which is the main artery running north-south through western Nevada.  Hwy 374 branches off and heads to Death Valley at the only stop sign in town.
   There are two RV parks, three motels, one casino ( this is Nevada, you know), two gas stations, and two restaurants so choices are limited.  Groceries?  Well, maybe at the gas station, or The Family Dollar, but your best bet is the office of the Space Station RV Park where you can milk,eggs, potatoes, butter and the important things like beer and chips.  If need anything else, Tonopah is only 93 miles to the north.
   All that in mind, we are staying here another night.  The ghost town of Rhyolite is only 4 miles up 374.  I remember visiting it in 1971 when we were stationed at 29 Palms.  We were visiting Death Valley and the gas was too expensive at Stove Pipe Wells (47 cents per gallon ) so we drove to Beatty to gas up.  It should be fun to go back.