The ghost town of Berlin, NV

Sure, we could have taken the direct route to get back to Northern California, but what fun is that? Instead, and knowing our time in Big Blue is running thin with the boat calling us, we chose yet again to take a route that neither of us have traveled before into the heart of Nevada.The Humboldt-Toiyabe National Forest is nearly dead-center in the state with few roads leading to or through it, yet inside those fingers of National Forest was our target to go visit; the ghost town of Berlin, Nevada.

It was early the next morning, after an additional hour’s drive into the national forest from the main highway, that we arrived at the town site from the 1890’s. We had the place to ourselves – just how we like it – paid the $5 fee, and spent another hour walking among history. There were a few original buildings still standing, but the ones there we still quite interesting. We toured the town by foot before driving up the road a bit to see the campground in the park – which was a nice, natural, and small campground. Too early in the day to think about camping, we motored out of Berlin to continue our final weekend in the wild in Big Blue.