After leaving Las Vegas we headed out into the desert on I-15 the only real way in and out of Las Vegas. Interstate riding turned out to be not quite as scary as we may have imagined and actually turned out to be quite faster considering the smooth shoulders that we were rolling down. Most the way was flat as we flew past the Las Vegas Motor speedway and hills and hills of sand. With interstates come broken glass and shredded truck tires and these are the culprits to what gave us the first of many flats to come. Jody's bike went down first and proceeded to get another flat within a few miles. With the advent of so many flats we decided to take our lunch break right there on the side of the interstate were we got to eat a hefty lunch of peanut butter and jelly and cookies. Once we got rolling once more Lyle's bike was the next victim of the shrapnel on the highway and we were once again halted in our journey. After one decent sized climb we hopped up onto the flat were we were greeted by some much more exciting scenery than the bland desert we had been viewing. Here our eyes got a taste of the red rock and mesas that would soon become quite a regular feature on the landscape. After 80 miles on the freeway we took the exit for Mesquite, Nevada were we set up camp in Ken and Darlene Reese's front yard. Nevada had treated us well but it was time to move on and so we climbed in our tent and dreamed of things to come
80 Miles, High of 75, 4 flats
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