Miles Today: 49
Miles to Date: 7,638
States to Date: 25
Instead of following an ordinary Google route out of town, my warmshowers host Sherry gave me a scenic route out of Reno, though I didn’t leave town until after noon. Having interviewed a wedding chapel owner this weekend, I followed up with a quickie divorce service this morning. I lose my senses and get married over the weekend; it’s good to know I can get it annulled almost as expeditiously.
I was assured to see peacocks among the 2-5 acres ranchettes scattered across the valley southwest of Reno, but they didn’t strut as I pedaled through enclaves that looked like photo shoots for Sunset Magazine. Sherry guaranteed I’d see wild horses as I climbed Geiger Grade to Virginia City, but my track record on seeing wildlife continues to be lousy; no wild horses showed themselves.
Nevertheless, the rigorous climb to Virginia City was worth the stark, expansive scenery. The final reward was reaching Virginia City and visiting the remnants of the Comstock Lode. Virginia City manages to be touristy without being sanitized.
The decent towards Carson City is a 15% grade, but trucks and RV’s are prohibited, so I could let the brakes out a bit. I rolled into Carson City well before the sun slid behind the mountains. It’s the least impressive capital city I’ve visited. Perhaps that’s appropriate in a state with a strong libertarian streak.