Wendover is a border town just off of I-80 on the Nevada-Utah state line comprised of motels, desert and salt on the Utah side, and casinos, discount liquor stores and buffets on the Nevada side. The town is mostly populated by a hodgepodge of truck drivers relaxing at the slot machines and/or strip club, travelers resting on their way to or from Salt Lake, casino/motel workers and people like me. I went to Wendover last week to escape the horrible inversion that was plaguing Salt Lake City with toxic air, lose some money gambling, and get my hands on liquor not available in the sparse selection of Utah state liquor stores. The entire time I was there Wendover was engulfed in thick fog which gave it an eerie, even more depressing aura than it already had. There is one main street passing through Wendover, and at the top of the hill a little way before it connects back up with the interstate, there is a small mountain which I assume is where the teenagers of the area go to drink and engage in other hooliganism. I climbed that mountain in thick fog, had a Smirnoff at the top, then climbed back down to go lose $60 at a casino and eat terrible buffet potatoes. The pictures of that hike are below. I love Wendover for it’s unique atmosphere of isolation and desperate desert charm, but every time I pass through, I’m sure glad I don’t live there.
Bonus for those who love Wendover just as much as I do: Lewis Black knows what I’m talking about. (NSFW language).
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