Angel Lake

~Here’s How You Do It

When you travel frequently, you every so often stumble into something that feels like you scored the $100 prize from a 50 cent grab bag. That was the experience of Angel Lake in Nevada.

We are giving this little nugget its own starring show and then it also can be found within the upcoming Oklahoma to Tahoe road trip article as that is how it was discovered as we crossed from the Great Salt Lakes of Utah into the beauty of Nevada. This site was booked in advance as a stop over, with the idea of kicking it back briefly and then hitting the road the following morning.

Worried glances were exchanged as we pulled off the highway into the very small, non-descript town of Wells, dotted with some boarded up businesses and a couple of truck stops. My guy fumbled with his GPS while I blathered on with false optimism, saying things like, “Sure do love the simplicity, no big box stores mucking up the wide open places, no sir-ee”. My guy, known for his brevity and patience, replied, “yep” and away we went, up a mountain.

Road to Angel Lake
Road to Angel Lake

The beauty of the greenery was not in dispute but neither were the storm clouds and the areas of snow had me (silently) trying to remember the rating on my sleeping bag. We drove up and up and as we covered the miles, I felt myself being pulled in, transported to a land that was enchanting but also, I felt certain, a land that had no camp store. Sure enough, we arrived at a magical fairyland of a campground with no s’mores kits for sale and no, I did NOT remember the marshmallows.

Tent at the campsite
Tent at the campsite

S’mores aside, fellow campers, this stunning place is a little hidden oasis and worth the stop off. The picturesque lake with snow-capped mountains looks like something out of…well, heaven, so perhaps that is the inspiration for the name Angel Lake.

The campsites were lovely and fairly private with greenery and fairytale wildflowers in abundance. The weather was a little sketch, complete with some rain and lightning but these chilly campers can attest that a break in the rain while drinking Honey Jack in front of a campfire is a life is in session moment for sure especially is one is in possession of a stellar tent in case the rain returns.

Wildflowers
Wildflowers

The night brought some wind so sleep was not pristine but, by golly, the sunrise was. The storm clouds broke here and there and the show was never-ending as light bounced in and out along the mountains and over the lake. This campers’ paradise is a definite do over if passing that way again and the breakfast (near the freeway at Bella’s Espresso House) was bellisimo (had to do it). The waitress/daughter of the owner was a bit of an angel herself when she delivered biscuits and gravy so fluffy that they brought a tear to the eye and some sunshine to the soul.

 Angel Lake was angelic–put it on your list.

 

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