I can't believe I missed salads

Today's highlight was Carson Pass. After a veggieburger lunch (with a tasty house salad) at Kirkwood, I climbed the final stretch to over 8500 feet. Cruising into Nevada, I stopped for a (gasp!) soft drink at the state's oldest bar in Genoa. After chatting it up with some bikers (Harley heads) and the local tractor salesman, I continued through Carson City and crashed in a dry riverbed at Dayton State Park.