The tourist traffic is clearly reduced this time of year. Interstate 80 isn’t the ribbon of cars traveling east and west.
The salt flats are brown and soft. The brown is a fine powder that might be from the blowing dust. It’s been a dry winter. But they are soft when walked on. Footprints are easily left in the surface. It’s about 50°F this afternoon. Only a few truckers stop in to use the restroom and then get back on the road. The sky is a pallette of greys. The mountains to the west are snow capped. The foot wash faucet is, of course, turned off.