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RACHEL,NEVADA
Las Vegas Rally 2003 |
AREA 51 at real AREA 51

On 17th February 2003, after leaving the Las Vegas scooter rally, myself, Gazza and Ruth of Area 51 and Lindsay of the Talismen arrived at the E.T. Highway (375) and my god it was the longest stretch of road i have ever driven on.
Well we firstly went to the 'Black Mailbox' which Gaz had dreamed of seeing. In fact the mail box is now white and completely different to the original, didnt put him off in the slightest, bless. The nearest car we saw was 10 miles away in a cloud of dust and it was so quiet, it was deafening and really weird. After Gaz had finished cuddling the mailbox and Lindsay had stopped trying to get knocked over by the car, we set off to the town of Rachel and the famous Little Ale-inn.

It was brilliant, its located about 90 miles up from Vegas and is the closest place to Area 51 you can go without spending 1 year in jail! The owners Pat & Joe were so lovely and it was the best cup of tea i had had in USA so far, they even used a pot. We also met Chuck Clark who writes alot of books and even gets arrested occasionally for trying to get into Area 51. He kindly posed for pictures and signed the books that we had bought.
We booked into the local motel, yep you guessed it part of the 'Little Ale-inn'. It was a mobile home that was massive and really warm. Later we went in and had dinner and a local guy called Deven, offered to take us down to the salt plains where alot of UFO sightings happen. We agreed and ploughed into the car. We drove right onto the salt plain, it was so strange. Unfortunately, but not unexpected, we did not see any UFO's, so our guide thought he's be funny and said, unless we gave him some money, he wouldn't take us back. So as you can imagine, we told him to stick it. I managed to follow my tyre tracks back to Rachel, which pee'd him off a little. 'Dont screw with the English'we said.

The next morning at approx 8am, me and Ruth were woken by the loudest bang we had ever heard. The boys had woken also in their room, so we all got up and went outside to see what it was. A local went past and said it was a sonic boom from the Mig fighters, 'but remember'he said 'they dont exist' which is a main thing the locals say to everyone. My god it was chilly, we posed for photos by the van, then ran inside to get our coats.
We had breakfast and gave them a leg shield banner of Area 51 for their wall. They said thankyou and proudly(well we were) put it up. We said our goodbyes and got in the car.
On our way out of the area, the boys starting shouting to stop the car. Fighter planes were performing a dog-fight right above our heads. Well ill be buggered if i could see what they were all looking at. Ruth saying to me, look at the cows in the field then look above their heads. Finally the fake blonde in me left and i could see them all. It was brilliant, there were 2 or 3 planes and they looked like they were getting ready for war (which started about a month after we arrived back). We got a few pictures through my big camera and it really looked like they were coming down to say hello and welcome. Proberly to check us out, more than anything.

It was one of the best places in America we went too and recommend it highly. Check out the website of Rachel and see the salt plains and the roads that go on and on and on and on...............

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