Day 7: Wind Swept Me Down The Loneliest Road in America

Today was supposed to be a scheduled rest day, but all of the elements were in my favor so I took off in the afternoon for Fallon, NV, 63 miles away. The wind was at my back, the air was temperate, the road was flat, my knees felt great, and my cape was ready.

The Wind

The wind was so strong today that it literally pushed me to Fallon. My fastest speed clocked in at 38.2 mph. I was averaging 22-28 at most times without even pushing very hard, and even uphill I was going 17-18. Now I understand why my cousin Steve had one of his worst riding days through Nevada – he was going the opposite direction! Maybe he needed to borrow my superhero cape….

Hwy 50 – The Loneliest Road

Life Magazine once named U.S. Highway 50 “The Loneliest Road in America,” and today I found out why. Miles and miles and miles of desolate highway, with nothing but desert terrain on either side. No houses, no stores, no towns, no people – just wind, road, and desert valleys with mountain ranges towering in the background. About 30 miles outside of Carson City, the road’s shoulders narrowed and boasted deep rumble strips, making them useless for cycling. So I spent most of the ride in the road hugging the white line. Luckily the cars were few and far between and they all moved generously into the opposite lane to pass me.

Unintentional Interviews

While we didn’t officially interview anyone today, we had some unintentional interviews. While we were parked at the post office in Carson City, one man pulled up next to the RV, got out, read the sign on the RV that says, “America, tell us why you love your job!” looked at Justin, and said, “Because God ordained it.” His wife then approvingly patted him on the hand and they moved on.

In Carson City, we ate at the casino across the street from the RV Park for dinner ($7.77) and breakfast ($2.99) and both times we were served by gregarious, personable waiters. While we did not specifically ask them what they loved about their jobs, it was obvious that they loved interacting with the variety of people that the casino attracted.

Interesting Sights:

  • A baseball field of solar panels next to the state prison in Carson City (This made me think Carson City is on to something.)
  • A sign that read: “Congested area – do not discharge firearms” (That one made me leery!)
  • A row of 20+ mailboxes with not a house in sight (This made me think that their post office is brilliant.)
  • A sign that read: “Report foul odors in this area” (This one made me sniff for the next mile to see if I needed to call an authority.)
  • A building dedicated to the Fraternal Order of Eagles (This one made me laugh.)

Day 7 Stats

Miles: 63.06

Total mileage: 418.20

Total interviews for the documentary: 12 (+3 unintentional contributions)

Road kill count: 52

Destination for Day 8: Westgate, NV


About moxieride

I'm the Founder of LifeMoxie and I'm riding my bicycle across the country this summer to celebrate people who love their jobs and to celebrate the moxie managers who help us make work matter.
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3 Responses to Day 7: Wind Swept Me Down The Loneliest Road in America

  1. janet & bob in Colorado says:

    A map lover I am so following you in my atlas. But Westgate does not make it. Are you still traveling along Rt. 50? I’ll find you at the next destination. have a good day.

  2. Cherryll Sevy says:

    Hi Ann,
    I read your daily blogs with delight and awe as I sit early with my first morning coffee. What an adventure! Congratulations on doing your dream and and may the wind be at your back for many, many miles!
    Happy trails and best of adventures to you, my dear friend!

  3. Sandra Pilon says:

    You are my hero. !!

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