Outta This World

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Where did the alien park his spaceship?

Area 51? No…a parking meteor!

For many years, stories about alien sightings and the Extra Terrestrial Highway has captivated my interest and I have always wondered just what was out there, besides Area 51, the most secretive and famous military bases in the world.

Certainly no parking meters…or even parking meteors!

On this particular trip to Las Vegas, I decided that taking the northern route to where Highway 93 intersects with Route 375 was going to be an adventure that I was going to seek out.

My son insisted that in the spirit of the trip, I download Joe Rogan’s podcast highlighting Bob Lazar’s recollections of his time working at Area 51. It was an interesting story to pass the monotony of the drive and before I realized it, I had reached the Pahranagat National Wildlife Refuge, a beautiful oasis that I wasn’t expecting amidst the arid topography. With a modern Visitor Center explaining the refuge’s history, large lakes, abundance of wildlife and a variety of hiking trails, I decided that it would be a fantastic destination…on another trip.

Time to focus and keep my eye on the prize.

I continued onward on Highway 93, passing the communities of Alamo and Ash Springs and finally, encountered the first of my alien sightings at the Jerky Shop. So, they were aliens of the painted and plastic kind, but it was exciting nonetheless!

As I turned my car onto Route 375, I immediately pulled over. This was the start of the E.T. Highway, marked with an official sign.

Taking a selfie to mark the occasion, I jumped back into my car and just a ways up the road, encountered Fred, the 35-foot tall metal alien standing guard at the Alien Research Center. The “research center”, the unofficial gateway to Area 51, is actually a gift shop, specializing in t-shirts, tequila and an abundance of alien-themed gifts.

After speaking with the the lady at the gift shop, I learned that the next destination on the E.T. Highway would be the town of Rachel, approximately forty miles away. I cranked up my music, enjoying the desert scenery, the occasional alien graffiti and my favorite, the “Low-Flying Aircraft” signs. I am sure they were warning of small planes that patrol and travel the area, however, knowing where I was, it was very amusing!

As I drove along, I found myself scanning not only the sky, but each side road that disappeared into the desert. Could that be the way to Area 51?

Finally, I arrived in Rachel, the home of the Little A’Le’Inn and their assortment of alien-themed souvenirs and foodstuffs. I had read that I should stop in at the diner and have a piece of pie, but I was more curious to listen in on other’s conversations or glean something interesting from one of the employees. Enjoying my tasty pastry, I tuned in to the guys sitting a few seats down at the bar. Interested only in chatting about their bike trip, I then glanced over at the table of four British tourists. Too far away to hear their discussion, I instead turned to my phone to occupy my time.

What could I find on the internet about Area 51?

Maybe directions on how to get there?

Yeah, right.

Well, wouldn’t you know…as I read another’s blog about their trip to the area, this person gave specific instructions as to how to find the road that leads to the back gate of Area 51…and I had just passed it.

Did I have the guts to not only turn down that road, but to follow it to see if the back gates were actually there? As I made my way around the Little A’Le’Inn’s building, checking out their flying saucer and their welcoming “little green man”, I alternately decided to go and then, not go.

Pulling out of the parking lot, I headed back the way I had come on Route 375 and just a short ways down, I spotted the road that I had just read about. Turning in, I was re-reading the instructions as a car pulled alongside, startling me. A young couple rolled down their window and asked if I was going to travel the distance.

Still apprehensive, I heard a little voice telling me to seize the moment. I told the couple that if they led the way, I would follow.

Oh, please…don’t let me get arrested!

We headed down the road, dust flying, for approximately seven miles. This is when I knew that we were on the correct course as I had read that the entire road was ten miles with only the last three being paved. When we hit the pavement at mile eight, the anxiety really kicked in. I followed the couple the remaining distance until, on the horizon, I noticed tall light posts, a guard shack and fence stretched across the pavement. Thankfully, we pulled over, me behind them, where I snapped a quick photo, hoping no trained eyes were watching. Feeling a bit relieved when we turned around and headed back to Route 375, I pulled over before continuing my drive back to Vegas.

Giving a glance behind and even a glance upward.

No armed guards. No flying saucers. No little green men.

There have always been lots of unanswered questions surrounding this mysterious area in the Nevada desert. Seeing what I was led to believe are the back gates to Area 51 was at the same time, thrilling, yet left me with lots of questions.

If the government really didn’t want anyone to know where Area 51 is, why would they allow someone to post instructions on how to get there on the internet? Maybe it is a fake gate. But who knows? Maybe it is real.

I will never know for sure what I saw out in the desert near Rachel, but I do know that my entire experience along the E.T. Highway was something that I will never forget.

If someone asked me whether the long drive was worth it. Absolutely! Despite its intriguing quirkiness, the desert, itself, it is a place of mystery and beauty.

Who knows…maybe you’ll be the one to see more lights in the sky there than you can in Vegas!

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Pahranagat National Wildlife Refuge

Alien Research Center

Little A’Le’Inn

Area 51

The Road Less Traveled

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La Fortuna…here we come!

So you ask, what’s in La Fortuna?  I will be completely honest.  At the time we set out from Villas Calas, I really had no idea.  Friends had highly suggested we go there, however, and I had booked a white water rafting trip that we needed to get to.  I was ready to find out!

Turning on the GPS as we left Villas Calas, I discovered that it was sending me back toward San Jose and then up the western side of the country, something that was a bit confusing.  I always like to look at routing on a map before blindly letting Siri (or any other electronic voice) lead me and it appeared that we needed to continue north toward San Miguel.  Though my son (a child of the electronic navigation era) insisted we follow the directions coming from our GPS, I decided to go with my gut…I wanted to see some new landscapes after all!

Passing La Paz Waterfall Gardens, we crossed a bridge on Highway 126 and stopped along the roadway to admire the La Paz waterfall that we had seen the day before from within the park.   Continuing on, I soon discovered why GPS might have been trying to route us a different way…this was a winding road along the side of a mountain!  Adapting my race car driver persona, I swallowed the lump in my throat and drove carefully, yet as fast as my little rental would allow.

Before long, the steep drop offs on the side of the road didn’t terrify me and we even pulled over a few times for some stunning photos.

About three hours later, we were pulling into  La Fortuna, the small town in the northwestern part of the country which is home to Arenal Volcano National Park.  Indeed, as we drove down the main street, it was apparent that the stunning volcano takes center stage.

After a quick lunch at one of the many establishments lining the main street, we walked around investigating each of the souvenir shops located in the downtown area.  Finally securing a few beautiful masks for my collection and trinkets for our loved ones back home, we took a walk around Parque La Fortuna and took a quick look around the Catholic Church, La Parroquia San Juan Bosco La Fortuna.  Though the church lacks the opulence and history of many of the churches I have seen throughout the world, I loved that it was the center of the town…the center of life in La Fortuna.  Containing a prominent mural of Jesus Christ behind the altar, a red, black and yellow patterned floor, striped columns, and a beautiful stained glass over the front door depicting the patron saint, the church’s interior was a vibrant one.  Though I thoroughly enjoyed the interior, most visitor’s enjoy the view from the outside with the stunning Arenal volcano behind.

Finally, with mid-afternoon approaching, we decided to head toward our hotel, which would be our base of operations for the next couple of days, the Arenal Lodge.

Thirty minutes later, after driving across the dam on Lake Arenal and a treacherous climb up a steep, mountain road, we chuckled at the sign greeting us.  You made it!  Yes, we did!

The Arenal Lodge is located on 2,000 acres and is known for its stunning views of the Arenal volcano and Lake Arenal.  The rainforest surrounding it is home to  exotic birds, butterflies, frogs, small animals, tropical flowers and native trees which can be viewed from the walking trails leading from the lodge or from horseback rides led on the trails throughout the day.

The Lodge is rustic and casual and offers a infinity edge pool surrounded by a hummingbird garden, two heated jacuzzis, hidden within the garden’s blossoms and greenery, a game room, an outdoor playground and a gym.

If braving the steep, jagged road back to town in the dark isn’t appealing, especially after a few drinks, the lodge offers a full service bar and restaurant, serving international and casual Costa Rican cuisine with views of the volcano and a large outdoor seating area on the deck.  An extensive complimentary breakfast is also offered and rooms contain microwaves and refrigerators.

Sitting on my balcony, relaxing in the hanging swing, gazing out at the Arenal volcano, I sipped my Imperial beer, marveling that we had made it!  Two days ago, we had no idea where we would be and now, I was gazing out at one of Mother Nature’s marvels.

Life is good.

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Parroquia San Juan Bosco

  • Address:  Alajuela Province, La Fortuna, Costa Rica
  • Hours:  0800-1800, daily
  • Admission:  free

Aremal Lodge

  • http://www.arenallodge.com/
  • Address:  142, 200 meters Northwest from the dam of the Arenal Lake, Fortuna de San Carlos, Alajuela, San José, 1250, Costa Rica
  • Room Rates vary by time of year and type of room requested;  Economy, Garden View, Family Suites, Junior Suites, Chalet, Honeymoon Suite and Master Suite, approximately $70-200 per night.   https://www.bookingplacecostarica.com/reservations/hotel/availability.aspx?hotelId=HA0416