Wah-Wah to Baker, Nevada - The woman who sat on the toilet too long (and other odd American tales) - CycleBlaze

July 9, 2014

Wah-Wah to Baker, Nevada

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Dawn's dusty mountains
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WE LEFT our bijou bungalow soon after dawn. The desert was still silent, except for occasional trucks on their way to who knows where, always in a hurry. I doubt even locals would have looked across on the off-chance of seeing two cyclists where for years there'd been none but there was no risk that a trucker would. Professional drivers have a load to deliver; what's it to them if they see something unusual but harmless?

Going up...
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Going up the hill and down again
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We didn't trouble with the maps on this stretch
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We crossed into Nevada after the now-you-see-it, now-you-don't hamlet of Garrison and gained an hour in the process. This will be our last clock change of the journey.

No, I don't know why, either
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And then came Baker, a town that Adventure Cycling insists doesn't have a campground but which, nevertheless, has had one for 20 years. We met Jacob, a dark-haired, slender housing lawyer who'd lived in France, had a meal with him after he'd watched the World Cup, then missed him in the morning. Not surprising; by the time we stirred at five o'clock, he'd already been on the road for an hour.

Slighty eccentric Baker recognises its place on the Western Express route
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Rural Nevada: god-fearing but dusty
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Storm over water
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Today's ride: 67 km (42 miles)
Total: 5,092 km (3,162 miles)

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