Sand Mountain isn't really a mountain at all. As the name might suggest to you it is a really tall sand dune. Visible for miles along US-50, I turned off the highway to get a closer look. I arrived on the right day. The Bureau of Land Management operates the site as a recreation area. Most days, the only way to gain access is to buy a $40 weekly pass. From the many tire tracks it is obvious the place is popular with off road vehicles. For whatever reason Tuesday & Wednesday are free days.
Like a moth to a flame, when I see a sand dune, I'm compelled to climb it. And climb, I did...all 400 feet. The view up top was grand, but of course coming down was the real prize. I peeked at my GPS & saw I broke 8 MPH. In retrospect, I like to think that I could have broken 10 if I really wanted, but at the time all that was on my mind maintaining some degree of control as I hurtled down the slope.
Not far from the dune is a short trail to the remains of a Pony Express Station. It was just one of several sites/markers I would see on that topic throughout the day.
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