The state's western corner, carved by the Nevada sierra dense with conifers, drops off near Genoa. It's a vast treeless steppe of sagebrush, unfurling itself like a plush green-gray carpet laid out on the undulating plains of the Great Basin. In this transitional place, where pine-covered mountains fade into an arid sea of lowland shrubs, rogue Nevada reveals its gentler side.
It's here that pioneers of the California Trail established trade, and it's where the earth gave up its precious silver: a gift that sustained the Union through the Civil War, funded the rise of Virginia City and earned Nevada statehood.
From Lake Tahoe's sandy shores, the historic hamlet of Virginia City and the enduring gentility of Carson City, to little Reno, Burning Man, Black Rock and beyond – it's Nevada's softness that will steal your heart, not its screaming inner-teen.