The way to Vegas was uneventful. I wanted to split off at Baker head towards Death Valley into Pahrump and then make my way down the mountains into Vegas but decided against it. The night before I had drank a bit too much wine and forgot to charge most of my electronics (hence the solar panel), so with my phone already at less than 20% and a road I had never taken before, I judged that staying on 15 would be the best thing to do. On the way to Baker though however, is a road called Zzyxx; strange and mysterious and I had to check it out. Unfortunately Zzyxx was closed... the secrets persists. I got gas at a Chevron in Baker with a perfect few of the World's largest thermometer. It was hot. I soaked my jersey in a bottle of water, did some stretches and began my final 2 hours of riding into Vegas. Up to this point the riding was quite boring, no wonder Halloran Springs encounters so many accidents. The road is straight and boring, tempting to any traveler just a smidge tired to trust the alignment of their wheels. However once I came down past the solar farms, I encountered super strong headwind that had me rocking left, right, and clenching my bars to stay upright. But the 45 minute ordeal led me into Vegas where I'm staying at Caesars. The heat plus the reflective mirrors had the solar farms feeling like a scifi compound. I had lived in Las Vegas but never bothered to stay in a hotel, not even for a staycation. It is incredibly irresponsible for me to stay in a hotel during the Pandemic, but with a suite costing only 109 dollars a night it was hard to pass up. I still have a ton of friends out here, so I was always going to stop. All I can do is mask up and avoid everything (but the poker tables).