The next day I continued up the mountain, working towards conquering Carson's pass. The climb was intense, and the resources were few and very far between. Despite the difficulty of the climb, the views were breathtaking! My map indicated that there was a small ski resort near the top of the mountain called Kirkwood. It showed that there was a store, restaurant, and multiple hotels and camping options. Halfway to Kirkwood, I ran out of water. It was terrifying, knowing that I was in the middle of nowhere with no resources and no way to contact my family. I continued down the road, praying for a solution. A few miles down the road, a sign for "Tragedy Springs" caught my attention. I decided to bike the extra mile of course to see if there was any water. It was a beautiful area with picnic tables, and a gushing spring of clear, (hopefully) clean water! After taking a break and refilling my bottles, and was back on the road. I finally made it to Kirkwood around 8, and everything was boarded up. Not a single person in the whole dang town! I guess it wasn't skiing season...
Now I had to figure out where I was going to sleep, and I was almost out of water as well. I continued up the steep mountain, and finally made it to a campground near Capple's Lake. The next morning I woke up early, broke down camp, and continued up the mountain. I finally made it over the pass!
I began the downhill decent, and soon realized that my breaks were shot! Not a good thing to realize when you're flying down a mountain. I finally brought my bike to a stop, and walked it down the roads that were too steep for my breaks. It was definitely a little frustrating! I made it to Carson City, Nevada a little sunburned and very tired. I was definitely excited to meet up with my family again.
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