I took Route 66 for a few miles but its surface was rough and it slowed my pace a lot. I had a flat tire and two dogs came over and started barking at me. I used my slingshot to fire a couple rounds towards them and they left me alone.
To get from Route 66 to the interstate that ran parallel to it I had to toss my bike and trailer over a barbwire fence. Riding on the interstate was smoother, more comfortable, and faster.
The road was gradually uphill. The terrain was desolate desert and I saw some rodents running occasionally.
I used SPF 50 sunscreen during the day. When the sun set I was in Ludlow and I stopped to eat and put on my nighttime riding gear and lights.
After riding in the dark for a while I camped next to the highway. My camp was visible form the road but the color of my tent blended in with the surroundings so it wasn’t noticeable.
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| Gary's house with my gear on the floor. |
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| Riding on I40. |
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| Riding on Route 66. |
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| Riding in the desert. |
