I had planned to do another 2 days last night but it was kinda a strange evening followed no dinner ! Now those of youse who know me well will know that 'no dinner' isn't something I do voluntarily or often so you can imagine the form
Anyway, let's try again. This one finger typing isn't the fastest & it's getting late but we'll get something done.
So Day 3 started where Day 2 had finished - in a motel in Indio run by a nice indian/ Pakistani family - very clean & inexpensive. Brekkie was a bit basic but once I'd uploaded the new route to the GPS's be were ready to roll.
Dave the Scouser having a laugh :
First bit was back up Box Canyon cos it had been getting dsark as we came down last night & then back into Joshue Tree to exit from the northwest corner.
So, off to Box Canyon.
There's a lot of irrigation from the Salton Sea, actually a huge lake, which is close by. In addition to being the date shipping capital of Cali, there's a lot of citrus fruit, peppers & melons grown there,
Green stuff growing everywhere:
Salton Sea in background :
Entering the canyon :
It's really just a bit of tar running up the middle of the canyon which gets covered in cr@p when it rains & the have to scrape it off again.
Came across this well off the track :
A Photo point for GerryC maybe
Left Ruby while I went to take the pic & I returned to the fat puig sinking into the tarmac
Dave tramping along on his V Star :
After you rise out of the canyon it gets a bit flat until you cross the 10 & reenter the park :
Some interesting plants around the ranger station for those interested
Thefirst part of the journey was through the bit we'd already done :
Halfway through the park Dave stopped with a puncture. With no centre stand we had to lift the back onto a large rock to turn the back wheel. Turned out to be a nail, miles from anywhere. Between the compressed air & a tin of goo we got him going (sort of). No pics cos he had the camera & I was doing the work
By the time he got to the Ranger station it was flat again & he had about 10+ miles into town (Twentyninepalms). Found a bike shop that had a tyre & would collect the bike from the gas station & fix it. They collected it in a jiffy & then spent over 2 hours faffing around with it. But it turned out they'd never replaced the tyre that had been ridden flat all that way. Anyway, that was to be another days work.
We headed over the straightest, wierdest road I'd ever ridden until we got Parker where we dined in a Pizza Hut (small town America is not the culinary delight that the likes of France & Spain can be - it's quantity over quality usually
) & slept in a Motel6 - clean, quiet & good value.
That's all folks, tune in again tomorrow, roughly the same time...
And thanks for following along