Day 23:
Yucca Valley - Mecca
Thursday, September 29, 2005
stats:
88.67 @ 17.1 = 5:09'57, max: 42.8, trip total: 1859.9
weather:
warm, sunny, hot, sunny, hot, real hot (into the 100's)
eats:
pop tarts, donuts, chips, apple, crunch bars, turkey, chips,
Sierra Nevada Pale Ale, Bud Light, Dos Equis, salad, carne asada,
rice, beans, 2 brownie sundaes
sleep:
Calipatria Inn & Suites, $19.60 p/p
thoughts:
The joy of fresh donuts at the local grocery store had us all on
a sugar high. Plus we were not as eager to get back on the bikes.
It was warm to start and that was a welcome thought- no jackets
and gloves. It was nice - maybe 70, crisp and clear. We were about
10 miles from the park entrance and ready for a nice day.
When we got to the park we were greeted with nice roads and hardly
any traffic. It was awesome. The landscape was out of a movie-
oversized boulders stacked like enormous sand castles. Cactus and
joshua trees filled the valleys. And one newly paved road crossing
through to eternity - just fading into the distance.
There were so many scenes- one right after another. Every crest
or turn or dip there was another perfect shot to take. All of which
didn't really translate that well. But the sky was crisp, and the
boulders smooth with delicate balanced precision lined up. The
heat sonn started to sink in.
We climbed slowly to about 6000 feet - exactly how high I have
no idea. But we started at about 3000 feet in town and we went
up and up - each time getting to a higher mesa. All with the anticipation
of dropping to our final destination - 256 feet BELOW sea level.
But we would find out that we had plenty more climbing to do. video clip: Joshua Tree 360 »
As we started we were in the Mohave Desert (as we were all day
yesterday) and near the middle of the day we crossed into the
Colorado Desert. The difference was precisely marked on the map
but each side was as hot as the other. There was little difference
to me.
Full Size Panorama »
Photo by Todd Lindeman, rider
And overall there was minimal traffic - a blessing that didn't
go unnoticed. To have only a handful of cars pass every couple
hours was like having your own road. Especially after the previous
day and all of the coastal highways throughout the trip. This was
different and we soaked it in. video clip: long wonderful descents »
We went up and down a few times looking at all the different rock
formations and cruising at a tourist pace. It was like we had a
day off and we were browsing all the amazing sites. But the heat
wore on us. The hills not as nice. There was a huge downhill at
around mile 35 - in the middle of the park.And then after climbing
to another pass a great drop into the Mojave valley. The descents
were precious. The views majestic. The feeling was superb- unstopable.
Well, until the next climb.
Full Size Panorama »
Photo by Todd Lindeman, rider
And then, before we knew it, there
was THE downhill - 25 miles to wrap up the day. Yes, all down.
3000+ feet of drop in a single swoop. The first 6 or 7 miles of
it truly spectacular. Minutes on end at speeds
over
40mph. Snaking our way out of the mountains through a river channel
to the real desert floor. Miles whizzing by at lighting speed.
It was a great gift. Long enough to make your body ache from crouching
in the "drop" position. The wind blew by in waves- some of it very
hot- and the lower we went
the
hotter
it
got. What a thrill.
The last part of it was gentle but still dropping, letting us
cruise in auto pilot for a good deal of time, stroking the pedals
at times to keep the pace. By the time we got to town it was scorching
hot. No cool breezes left. The burn on my skin wasn't any joke
now. I was turning my arms in the aero position to avoid over cooking
one side.
Then we entered into Mecca. Not the most exciting place. Not even
much of a place. We met some nice people that steered us away from
there - to find a better place to spend the night. Unfortunately
that took us quiet a bit away. But we'll head back in the morning
and start back up. We're all ready for the last day. Some of us,
maybe only me, might be a bit sad. And yet very happy. But we'll
leave that for tomorrow.
Do all the pictures look the same? A road here and there. No hills
that you can really see? Well, there are plenty of climbs and there
are plenty of scenes but when it's all wrapped around 300 pixels
it seems to loose much of that. These days, on the one hand, are
great fun while also being incredibly tough. Mentally and physically.
But that's just hard to capture.
There are so many things to try and describe the total experience. Imagine
riding hads free for three and a half miles straight. Where else
could
you
do that?
Or how
about drinking 8 bottles of gatorade each day? Or sitting at
a stop sign and suddenly hear a bike tube explode? What about using
100 different bathrooms (many on the side of the road) in a month?
Or forgetting what day of the week it is? Or using only gear
#6 because - well, there's no logical explanation.
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