Drive all the way to Reno on the wrong side of the road

I've made up for yesterday. I rode 515 miles, from Oakridge to Reno. I went over the Sierras south of Shasta. There was plenty of snow on the ground but the temps were in the low 50s and the road surfaces were clear.

Thanks to Tripadvisor, I found a funky little motel/artists space. Perhaps not the classic Reno experience but quite nice. The place was probably built in the 40s or earlier. While it's not totally restored, it's got great touches, like whimsically painted exterior walls.