The biggest challenge with moving across a large city is finding adequate camping spots. This morning, I broke camp in the northwest corner of the metropolitan area, but still near the fringe of the area that was continuously built up. This evening, I found a nice pull off about three miles before I hit the rural area. As rush hour traffic was just starting, it was a good time to get off the road.
Tonight, the horses have a nice round pen and are comfortable. A local draft horse enthusiast was kind enough to drop off a bale of hay to replace the one I used tonight. This leaves the wagon still fully provisioned for the next leg of the trip.
Tomorrow, I start the trek towards Carson City.