We took the truck to GMC in Pahrump for a check engine light repair. While waiting on the truck, we walked to Gold Town Casino, lost $5 between the two of us and decided it was too pretty of a day to stay inside. A couple hours later; happy the repair was under warranty; we were out of there. Great Service from the Pahrump Valley Auto Service.
Our camper neighbor, Harry, told Lauren about things to do in this area. One of them was to go to Sheri's Ranch. He said the food is good. He laughed and said this is where his wife takes his sons out to eat when they visit.
Sheri's was a few miles down the road from the campground. We have never been to a brothel and decided to eat lunch there. Right before we got there, we passed the Chicken Ranch, another brothel. Two legalized prostitution businesses in the middle of nowhere. Who would have thought it??
This is not quite your typical dining experience. We were greeted at the door by the hostess checking to see if we had an appointment. Then she asked what she could help us with. Lauren told her that we were here to eat, and she confirmed the grub was good. She also asked if we wanted to take a tour of the brothel, and we declined.
I was under dressed for this atmosphere. The ladies in there had on nice party dresses and stiletto heel shoes. I was in a tank top and tennis shoes. They didn't seem to mind.
After lunch, our waitress/bartender, asked if there was anything else we needed, and if we wanted to take the tour of the brothel. The answer was No and NO! I have to admit, Harry was right about the food being good.
We went back to camp for a bit, then headed 55 miles to China Ranch Date Farm. Harry had recommended that we go here to get a Date Shake. He had also recommended that we go in the truck and not on Amber. The last mile into the Ranch, was steep, down hill, loose gravel, wash board, one lane road. Another good recommendation from Harry.
It looked like we were riding right dab in the middle of the badlands, in the middle of nowhere, in the desert., and we were.
The Date Shake was more like an ice cream than a milk shake. It was so thick, we ate it with a spoon. We saw a bunch of Gamble's quail while eating our fantastic Date Shakes. Again, another great recommendation from Harry.
We got back to camp, and sat outside until after dark. Tomorrow we plan to go to Death Valley.
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