Two friends embark on America's Loneliest Highway to prove that they're not boring. Along the way they'll encounter history, spontaneous wine walks, wild burros, and an appreciate for the rugged landscape in the heart of the Great Basin.
My friend Adam Stone and I finished the 13-mile, 2,500-foot climb to Virginia City just after 7 p.m. It was the biggest hill I had ever ridden, and my bike was loaded with camping gear, food, and supplies for a six-day trip. I had feared not making it up Geiger Grade at all, but now, heading for our campsite outside the former boomtown, I was cautiously optimistic I could ride all the way across Nevada.