Needles to Mojave Road: out for a walk in the sand (with a heavily loaded bike)


Sagebrush, Saguaro, and Sweat
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Distance 46.30 kms 28.58 miles
Climbed 459 meters 1,506 feet
Ride time (hours) 5.03 -
Avg speed 9.2 kph -
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Distance 551.04 kms 342.38 miles
Climbed 3,513 meters 11,526 feet
Ride time (hours) 42.93 -
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Monday, October 23rd, 2017

The wind is at it again this morning, from the north, the direction I have to ride today. I decide to calm that annoyed feeling by going for breakfast at a restaurant down the the street. It's full of German Harley Davidson riders doing Route 66. This is becoming a cliche...

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Breakfast. Corned beef hash is not of the homemade variety but I'm not complaining.

I'm going to Fort Mojave because Needles doesn't have a proper supermarket nor a laundromat (of which I am in desperate need). I cross over the Colorado River on 95, briefly back into Arizona. I load up on food and water at Walmart then go to the laundromat to de-grime my festering clothes.

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Crossing over the Colorado River. In spots it looks like a tropical paradise. One can almost forget we're deep in the desert here.
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There's a lot going on at that strip mall. Find God, get bailed out of jail, buy pot-growing equipment...
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This laundromat is massive. I guess they need to handle all those poor people who don't have one in Needles...

When I hit the road again, heading west on a road that will cross back over the river into CA, the bike is so heavy it feels like driving a tank. I have two gallons of water on board plus 5 days of food. I'm planning on riding through the Mojave National Preserve so I'm not going to have many opportunities for resupply in the coming days.

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Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro I ran over my neighbors Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro Now I'm in all the papers
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The very definition of incongruity. I ride through a casino/resort that has this impeccably maintained golf course.
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The market for fresh jerky is viciously competitive in the Mojave.

The wind is just brutal on Needles Highway. I guess it's blowing 35-40 mph. I turn left onto Mojave Road, a sandy BLM track that goes over the mountains to join up with 93 in the next valley. I'm able to ride it for a while but at higher elevations the sand is just too thick. I end up dragging the bike for at least a couple of miles. That's hard work right there...

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THe start of Mojave Road.
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Looking back east over the valley I came from.

Near the top I find a spot to camp behind a rock outcropping that will give me some relief from the wind. At 4:30 the sun is already going down behind the mountains so I might as well just camp for the night here.

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Cool sunset colors on the mountains to the north.
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Dinner: garlic, onions, peppers over rice topped with 3 fried eggs.

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