Voyage 13

This bridge is one of the bridges to the Bay, affectionately called the Yay.

After waking up next to Battle Mountain, I drove through Nevada, through Reno. Reno is a horrible city, full of ugly middle aged people desperately trying to gamble into their ugly view of the good life.

I expected to find a cheap buffet at a casino, but everything was too pricey for lunch, so I ate at Mel's Diner and left.

These mountains are the Sierra Nevadas. I felt very happy when I saw the sign that told me I had entered California.

I-80 at this point changed from being very flat and straight to being windy and circuitous as I raced up and down the Sierra Nevadas.