After a nice evening in Winnemucca, which featured a lovely HUMONGOUS dinner at a local Basque restaurant, we were northbound to Klamath Falls. After a week in Colorado and Wyoming, you can understand how we didn't expect a single thing of interest along the way, but we were wrong - the signage was awesome. Periodically the signs warned to be careful of whatever critter was apt to leap on the road in a Kamikaze stupor.
sagebrush and more sagebrush
We actually got excited over a sort-of Devil's Postpile, despite the power lines that ruined the view.
Hey! Now there was a promise of wild horses afoot. But signs or no signs, we found no equine critters crossing the road.
A bit after we passed the ensie Oregon town of Adel, we saw this sign promising Bighorn Sheep - empty promise for us!
But we did run across a sign that delivered on its promise.
Hurrah! What we thought were fat cows, were black burros, out browsing on savory sage shrubberies. Yum...
After we tore ourselves from the distant burros, we came across a Burro mare and her little black foal. They were too cute!
Hurrah! And as for any critters on the road, Barbara did nearly hit a Mule Deer doe, but the doe made good her get away. I can't for the life of me find the photo of the doe, but I suspect you've seen enough photos for today.