I wrote about going to this town a few years ago. I believe the first line may have been, "I went to Gerlach so you don't have to!" A very god-forsaken auto trip. Don't take a loved on with you, the bloom will be off the rose by the time you return. If you return. I'll only run out that way again with a gun pointed at my head. I'll admit I didn't go inside Bruno's, even though it was about 10 am on a weekend morning. I was in a big hurry to miss my turn off a few miles north so that I could spend an hour off route and back tracking. And the place just looked like the kind of place I loath where every goat roper in the joint stares at you when you come in the door. I was in a peevish mood and probably would have popped off with something like, "See anything you like?" Holes in the desert and all that ya know. There was the Miner's Club still standing to look at and the Burning Man Festival is nearby. Write a trip report for us if you go. Probably more fun than a visit to Ultra New Town Tavern. If you hear banjo music, get to paddlin'!