Unintelligible words and distorted musical strains wisped across the airfield’s concrete ramp like ghostly transmissions from the past. As we approached, the sounds grew recognizable as air-traffic control over classic rock. Various aircraft sat perched on the ramp, their owners keeping a close watch as passersby snapped pictures.
Wendover itself is the quintessential desert town — a seemingly random mix of dilapidated buildings and glitzy casinos where the concept of time seems completely out of place. And as unremarkable as it looks, the Wendover area evokes a spirit of mystery and exploration like no other place in the county.