Pedal The Unknown: Media

Halloween

Allyce and Sophia

Allyce's

"Mexicali" group

Sedona

The mountain town of Jerome. I knew I had a long hill, but as I started up it, two cyclists were riding down, and upon seeing me, one of them yelled, "HELL YEAH!". The hill turned out to be 12.6 miles long, and was steep the whole way up, with virtually no breaks in it.

The town reminds me of something I might see in Latin America, the houses are built into the hill, and the roads precariously wind around them with drop-offs.

I rode up from the desert floor far below

After a long hill, and a crazy headwind, it's nice relaxing at camp

I have been so burned out on the usual grind. I found this tasty spread in the store.

The exciting descent out of the mountains and into the desert

After about 2 months at or above 4,000ft, it's nice to be back at sea level

Saguaro and ocotillos are cool

Wild pig tracks where I'm camping. They call them Javelina, and can be "vicious". I saw several different groups while biking, but like the bears, never in camp, fortunately.

Scrumptious gnocci mixed with quinoa

UFO... Actually it's Jupiter

Great spot for lunch

I couldn't decide which part of the sunset was my favorite, so I included all of them for you to decide.

Riding the 10 freeway

Yes Vanessa!

Rain on the way

Cotton

Nancy in Palo Verde, demonstrating some good stretches for my neck and shoulders.

There were lots of these up and down's along this section

Massive storage area for campers

Ummm... yeah

Glamis

On one side, there's shrubs and plants

The road cuts right through the dunes

The other side is devoid of plant life, and off-roaders go nuts.

Doing a bit of off-roading myself

Bombing area, faded signs and no fencing

Hot springs, more like warm springs, but the water is clean and clear with a nice sandy bottom

1.7 miles through this to get to hot springs, still worth it I'd say

Getting passed by farm equipment

This is where your meat comes from

Close to home

Crop dusting AKA spraying pesticides, however, an excellent display of flying skill

The road to Salvation Mountain

Salvation Mountain

The main roads in Slab City are owned by the county, and still maintained

Memorial

"East Jesus" art garden

Eddie. He's the first person to meet up with me on my trip

It takes a lot of paint, just to maintain Salvation Mountain

The deteriorating health of Leonard Knight, parallels the health of the structure

Looking towards the Salton Sea, on top of the mountain

Looking back towards the slabs

Salton Sea

Making a fire

Bringing in water. Jim and Frank

Solar powered WIFI... awesome

Camp after Eddie left

Local hot springs at the slabs, very hot (heard it's around 108F). The same night we enjoyed the springs, they found the lifeless, floating, body of a young man (we saw a few nights previous) the following morning.

Cooking a "drunken turkey"

Going golfing with Mike

The course has about 9 holes of fun par 3's. I just had a pitching wedge, and even putted with it.

Each hole has a piece of carpet for smoothing the greens when you're done with the hole.

Lots of work has been put into clearing rocks from the fairways and greens

The first few holes are filled with stink bugs for some reason

Mike, driving a far one

Smoothing it out

Every saturday, "builder Bill" at The Range, does a show, and lets local artists play

Matt and Franziska

Dogs like music too

Saying bye

Turnoff for old campsite

Nice quiet road

These border "checkpoints" are good for something - providing me with water

If you haven't met a cholla yet, consider yourself lucky, one of the thorniest cacti that are hard to remove once they are embedded in your skin

A few more miles away, up some more hill and through a headwind, I reached Agua Caliente hot springs. With only a half hour, I had barely enough time for a dip, and forgot to get a picture (it's just an indoor pool anyway). A little convincing at the front and the nice woman let me in for free (only had a half hour anyway!).

Veggie omelet, getting ready for the big push to Julian

The guardians of San Diego, had to get over these to get to town

I like big oak trees

Up the Banner grade. Popular place for sports cars and sport bikes. I use to come here with my motorcycle for the twisties.

After a long climb, treating myself.

Julian

Camping under some lovely oaks

Found him on my tent after I packed it, good thing it was all closed up

Greg gave me some great gear for the trip, and we had some good conversation before taking off for the day.

I've seen quite a few owls, and so much road kill. This barn owl must have been dead very recently, the flies weren't even on it yet.

Lake Henshaw below, with Palomar Mountain above

I could have continued on the 76, but took the detour up Palomar Mountain. It was worth the view.

Lake Henshaw, looking back from where I came

My view a lot of times as I struggle up hills

Back in the forest

View from the top

Looking South to San Diego

I used to come here on my motorcycle as well. Known as the "tight side" of Palomar Mountain, this is at the top, where I would stop for a rest. It was my favorite descent... ever.