I had been driving through the middle of nowhere for hours and my heart is filled with disappointment. I had read about an “Alien Airport” somewhere out here. A place where the locals (if you can call them that seeing as the nearest town is 40 mi away) set up a runway in case Extra Terrestrials ever needed a place to land their UFO’s, take a load off, and have a brew. Sadly, all it consists of now is a fence surrounding a dilapidated building and a dirt road that is early visible from all the plants that have caused it to be overgrown over the years. As I’m halfway between two superchargers, I decided to keep plowing on opposed to turning back, and boy am I glad that I did.