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After a little bit more driving, I found an established campsite and parked for the night. This was the view from the nearest hill:
The following morning I began my descent to below sea-level. With the forecast predicting highs in the 90s, I was apprehensive about not having AC. At the same time, I knew this would be a good thing as it would reduce my chances of overheating. Not that it's ever been an issue, but it can't hurt to play it safe in environments like this.
I was not prepared for what came next.
What I had thought would have been an inhospitable wasteland, was instead blooming. Shrubberies with little yellow petals covered the valley, with the occasional flowering cacti. My timing couldn't have been any better.
This section of dirt road was pretty loose, sandy, and a fun mix of washboard and bumps. I had my tires in the 20psi range since leaving pavement the day prior. The new Baja Boss treads continued to impress. Aside from three vehicles coming from the other direction, I had the place to myself. With earplugs in, driving with the windows down was enjoyable but dusty.
Up next was a short leg of asphalt, a stop to refuel and get my park pass, followed by more dirt until I was past the halfway point between the northern and southern points of Death Valley.
The following morning I began my descent to below sea-level. With the forecast predicting highs in the 90s, I was apprehensive about not having AC. At the same time, I knew this would be a good thing as it would reduce my chances of overheating. Not that it's ever been an issue, but it can't hurt to play it safe in environments like this.
I was not prepared for what came next.
What I had thought would have been an inhospitable wasteland, was instead blooming. Shrubberies with little yellow petals covered the valley, with the occasional flowering cacti. My timing couldn't have been any better.
This section of dirt road was pretty loose, sandy, and a fun mix of washboard and bumps. I had my tires in the 20psi range since leaving pavement the day prior. The new Baja Boss treads continued to impress. Aside from three vehicles coming from the other direction, I had the place to myself. With earplugs in, driving with the windows down was enjoyable but dusty.
Up next was a short leg of asphalt, a stop to refuel and get my park pass, followed by more dirt until I was past the halfway point between the northern and southern points of Death Valley.