Sparks, Nevada
Man, this ought to have been a bad day. The second thirteenth day out and Halloween – all at the same time.
It turned out alright. I went down to Virginia City, which was somewhat less impressive than I’d hoped. I guess I was primed by my experience in Tombstone. Tombstone, at least, was a relatively neat little town filled with tourist attractions. Virginia City, on the other hand, because it’s in Nevada was a run down dump of a place filled with casinos and bars. Nevada is pretty much all alike.
I did get to ride the recreated Virginia & Truckee Railway from Virginia City to American Flats but they were only running a diesel yard train. No steam. Bummer.
From there it was north and east, ready for the mad dash across the desert.