One thing to read about it; quite another to see it. Gasoline prices posted today in Needles, California — $3.199.
NewMexiKen, who can open the refrigerator and not remember why, remembers the first time I ever paid a dollar for a gallon of gasoline. It was in June 1979 in Barstow, California (999 cents to be precise). The first time I ever paid more than two dollars for a gallon was in May 2003 in — you guessed it — Barstow, California ($2.299).
So, heading west today from Needles I’m thinking surely gas will be three dollars or more in Barstow and I can complete a gasoline sticker shock trifecta. As I crossed the Mojave Desert against a strong headwind, however, mileage dropped and 45 miles from Barstow the gasoline warning light came on. What to do? How many miles can I go with the light on? Thirty? Forty? Fifty?
After about 35 miles I began to panic. Running out of gas in these modern fuel-injected cars is no picnic. I give up on the Barstow triple treat (I’m thinking photos, etc.) and exit I-40 at Daggett, ten miles from my objective.
Guess what? Despite the sign, there’s no gasoline for sale in Daggett (which isn’t much of a place). After asking a kid, I follow his directions for almost as far as if I had stayed on I-40. I finally find gasoline in Daggett (at I-15, not I-40). 38 miles since the warning light came on (I had at least a gallon left).
But it was “only” $2.479.