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- Ready to hit the road and leave Shoshone
- On the way out of Shoshone toward Death Valley, northbound on Highway 127
- I begin the gentle westward climb up Highway 178 into Death Valley National Park
- My first climb of the day--Highway 178
- Looking back down Highway 178 to verify that I really am rising
- Death Valley National Park welcomes me
- I coast down a slight hill on Highway 178 into Greenwater Valley
- My Greenwater Valley Road veers off to the right
- Greenwater Valley Road: watch out for wildlife, and no camping first two miles
- Heading very slowly up the slight grade of Greenwater Valley Road
- Further on, I look back down into the valley where I started
- It's so lonely out here all by myself!
- I've reached a plateau area on Greenwater Valley Road
- Taking another short break, an excuse to stop and stare at the scenery
- I've reached the junction of Deadman Pass Road, at 3000 feet elevation
- Me, standing in Greenwater Valley Road at the junction of Deadman Pass Road
- I'm here! I start up Gold Valley Road, which heads over the mountains
- Gold Valley Road rises slowly across the wide valley
- A surly look for the camera
- Gold Valley Road keeps rising
- Suddenly, something on my bike is rubbing and making harsh, loud noises
- Back on my bike after repairs, Gold Valley Road rises into an area where there has been a brush fire
- Close up of the burn from the Gold Valley Road fire is interesting
- I continue onward, trying to beat the setting sun
- There are many pockets of unburned plants within the burned area
- Still rising slowly, I know for sure now that I won't make it over the mountains before dark
- Rising out of the burned area at dusk, I look for somewhere decent to set up camp for the night
- Near the bottom of Gold Valley Road, looking north up Greenwater Valley
- It's a bit cloudy this morning up on Gold Valley Road
- Nice view back down toward Greenwater Valley from the tent
- I go for a short walk up to the nearby summit of Gold Valley Road and look back down at the tent
- The fork at the summit of Gold Valley Road
- After the right fork, Gold Valley Road winds across the plateau, then drops down into Gold Valley
- A little higher up on Gold Valley Road
- Gold Valley Road gets a bit steep as it rises to the top
- Time to break camp on Gold Valley Road and begin the long ride down to Furnace Creek Campground
- Leaving my Gold Valley Road campsite
- On the way back down Gold Valley Road, I pass through the burned area again
- After walking back to the trailhead, I go for a short ride down to the salt flats along West Side Road
- Hikers walking down below in Golden Canyon
- Climbing these weird hills of earth is fun
- Golden Canyon does turn out to be very scenic
- Starting my hike up Golden Canyon
- I stop at the parking lot for the Golden Canyon trail
- Riding down the road toward Badwater
- A little further sits the sign for Badwater Road
- I've risen out of Death Valley just enough to have a view of the Badwater Basin ahead
- Near the "next services" sign is another which indicates the road to the Timbisha Shoshone homeland area
- On my way out of the Furnace Creek tourist area toward Badwater Road
- Next to Red Cathedral
- The end?
- Close-up of Red Cathedral
- The trail passes through some narrows
- Red Cathedral
- The trail looks like it will end soon
- I arrive at a sign
- I climb back down to the trail in Golden Canyon
- Hurray, I've made it to Hell's Gate at 2000 ft and look back down into Death Valley
- I walk up Daylight Pass Road a bit to get a view of the Hell's Gate entrance to Death Valley National Park
- I begin the trudge from Hell's Gate up Daylight Pass Road
- Getting closer to Hell's Gate (where Beatty Cutoff ends at Daylight Pass Road)
- I look back down behind me again to Death Valley
- I'm getting a few raindrops from the clouds passing over the mountains ahead
- The rain clouds are moving around quickly
- Looking back down to Death Valley from around 1000 feet elevation, near Keane Wonder Mine
- A sharp turn in the Beatty Cutoff road on the way up
- A few dips in the road create very brief downhills on the way up Beatty Cutoff
- Starting up the Beatty Cutoff, the gradual slope of the road makes it look flat
- A couple of motorcycles speed by
- I'm here at the beginning of the Beatty Cutoff
- The 10-ton bike is ready to leave Furnace Creek
- I pack my Furnace Creek camp site into the saddlebags of the 10-ton bike
- Leaving Furnace Creek campground and heading north on Highway 190
- Just before the end of Monarch Canyon Road
- Home for the night is Monarch Canyon
- Riding down Monarch Canyon Road in search of a camp site for a night or two
- The final two miles or so of today's ride are downhill
- I'm so relieved to reach "the crest" on Chloride Cliff Road
- Ah! There it is, the gravel road toward Monarch Canyon (Chloride Cliff Road)
- Signage at the entrance of the road toward Monarch Canyon (Chloride Cliff Road)
- I know I'm very close now to the road toward Monarch Canyon (Chloride Cliff Road)
- Higher yet above Hell's Gate, I look back behind me again as I approach 3000-feet elevation
- Sign for Corkscrew Peak, a popular climbing destination
- An old rock wall along Daylight Pass Road
- A bit above Hell's Gate, I turn back to see how much I've climbed since my rest stop there
- A side canyon just around the corner from my camp site in Monarch Canyon
- Though concealed in this view, the tent sits behind a small rocky outcrop in the centre of this photo in Monarch Canyon
- The tent is now set up at Emigrant Campground and the ten-ton bike relieved of its load
- Huff and puff, I finally make it to the Emigrant Campground; my world is slanted here on the fan
- I continue climbing Highway 190, looking for signs of Emigrant Campground somewhere on the fan
- Looking back down toward Stovepipe Wells on the slow climb toward Emigrant Camp
- Heading up Highway 190 toward Emigrant Campground from Stovepipe Wells
- I leave the heat of Stovepipe Wells and head up Highway 190 toward Emigrant Campground
- The ten-ton bike takes a rest at the Stovepipe Wells general store
- A plaque on the side of the Stovepipe Wells general store
- Arriving at the town of Stovepipe Wells at 100 feet below sea level
- Along 190 crossing the floor of Death Valley
- After the descent down Daylight Pass Road, I cross Death Valley on Highway 190
- Daylight Pass Road passes through some low hills as it approaches the valley floor
- Getting closer to the bottom of Death Valley
- Daylight Pass Road approaches the Death Valley Buttes on its way down to the valley floor
- Further down Daylight Pass Road, heading toward Death Valley
- Back on pavement
- I've made it up over the hump on Chloride Cliff Road on the way out of Monarch Canyon
- On the road out of beautiful Monarch Canyon
- One last glance at the campsite before dismantling it and leaving Monarch Canyon
- I lock my bike to a wilderness sign along Chloride Cliff Road and go for a short walk toward the old Keane Spring
- Back down near Monarch Canyon, an old water tank sits near Chloride Cliff Road
- Further down Chloride Cliff Road on the way back to Monarch Canyon
- On my way back down Chloride Cliff Road
- Up at the summit of the hill that I just walked up, with Death Valley about 4500 feet down below
- Me, up at the summit of the big hill I just walked up
- Near the top of this set of switchbacks on Chloride Cliff Road
- I park the bike and go for a walk up the big hill to my right to take in the views of Death Valley below
- Higher up after more switchbacks on Chloride Cliff Road
- An off-camber section of Chloride Cliff Road on the way up
- Switchbacks on the way up Chloride Cliff Road
- Looking back down toward Monarch Canyon to see how much I've risen
- Interesting patch of reddish soil on the way up Chloride Cliff Road away from Monarch Canyon
- Once beyond the bushwhacking zone, I note that some of the brush looks greener than the rest
- The stream from Monarch Spring should provide fairly decent drinking water once filtered
- Having now seen the entire stream from Monarch Spring, I start walking back and stop at the best spot that I saw for pumping water
- The end of upper Monarch Canyon overlooks Death Valley below
- Looking down the 100-foot drop-off at the end of the Monarch Canyon
- I climb the rock wall a wee bit as I try to squeeze past and above the reeds
- Bushwhacking my way through more reeds
- You can't see it here, but there's a thin layer of water on the ground under all the grass
- At the bottom of the the drop-off in Monarch Canyon, I look back up the trail that I came down
- Coming out of the reeds at Monarch Spring for a moment to look back up-canyon
- A little further down Monarch Canyon
- Me, trying to figure out how to get through or around the thick brush that engulfs Monarch Spring
- Descending Monarch Canyon beyond the Indian Mine site
- Close-up of what remains at the old Indian Mine site
- I pass the old Indian Mine site on the way down Monarch Canyon017-indian-mine
- Interesting drainage erosion in Monarch Canyon just below the first drop-off
- Standing at the bottom of the first drop-off in Monarch Canyon
- Another view of drainage and rock layers in Monarch Canyon
- Looking down Monarch Canyon from the drop-off at the end of the road by my campsite
- I enjoy the scenery all the way back down to my camp site at Emigrant Campground
- Back on paved Wildrose Road again, it's a blast riding back down through the canyon.
- Beyond Aguereberry cabin, the road to Aguereberry Point crosses the plateau and snakes up through the mountains
- I start coasting back down, and enjoy winding through the high-mountain canyons
- Me, contented tourist, at Aguereberry Point
- A different view across Death Valley from Aguereberry Point
- Down the back side of Aguereberry Point, looking toward Harrisburg Flats, from where I just came
- I finally reach the Aguereberry Point summit, and meet a family of French tourists there
- The Aguereberry cabin and outbuildings are in fairly good condition
- A shower stall in the Aguereberry cabin
- Five-panel wooden doors inside the Aguereberry cabin
- The kitchen in the Aguereberry cabin
- The rear of the Aguereberry cabin
- I am happy when I discover the old Aguereberry cabin site two miles up the road.
- After rising out of Wildrose Canyon, Wildrose Road crosses a plateau called Harrisburg Flats
- I stop to investigate a trickle of water that I notice about five miles up Wildrose Road
- More rocky stuff along Wildrose Road
- More rock textures along Wildrose Road
- I choose to ride up Wildrose Road today instead of heading up Highway 190 to Towne's Pass
- An old, unused stone park office sits across the road from the Emigrant rest stop
- Breakfast at Emigrant Campground
- Emigrant Campground as seen from the public washrooms down the road at the rest stop
- The old stone washrooms at the rest stop near Emigrant Campground
- The cold I caught last night is pretty bad, but I'm up by 8h making coffee anyway; today I pack up and leave Devil's Playground
- Enjoying the views down to Cowhole Moutain and Soda Lake, I ponder camping another night here at Devil's Playground
- The last items to remove are the large rocks that I placed inside the tent last night to keep it from blowing over again
- I like the patterns that my sleeping pad has imprinted on the sand through the floor of my tent
- The bike all packed up, I begin the 5.5-mile trek down Old Kelso Road along the east side of Devil's Playground
- Old Kelso Road occasionally crosses dry washes where it is suddenly rocky instead of sandy
- I pause on Old Kelso Road to admire the views back toward Cowhole Mountain, Soda Lake, and my campsite of the last two nights
- I like this slightly downhill part of Old Kelso Road that heads toward the Old Dad Mountain block
- Long and straight, Old Kelso Road heads toward the power lines that I can see three miles ahead, where I'll enter Jackass Canyon
- I stare intently at the Old Dad Mountain block as I pass by, wishing I had enough time and water to do a day hike here
- A bit further down Old Kelso Road I notice another Wilderness marker that people drive around and ignore
- Old Kelso Road has proven to be more rideable than I expected, but this final part before the power lines is a bit rough
- Near the end of the slow 5.5 miles on Old Kelso Road, I stop for an energy bar and take in a final glance at Devil's Playground
- Tire tracks go everywhere at the end of Old Kelso Road where it meets Jackass Canyon at the power lines
- Entering Jackass Canyon from Devil's Playground, Mojave National Preserve
- Nice wiggly tire track behind me as I ride slowly up Jackass Canyon Road from Devil's Playground
- A final glimpse of the Old Dad Mountain block as I get on with the trudge up Jackass Canyon
- I try riding the worn-out paved track along the wash to avoid the deep sand and gravel in Jackass Canyon
- The faded paved track to the left is rather washed-out and grown-in, so I abandon it and return to the gravel of Jackass Canyon
- Another old residual-pavement road rises out of Jackass Canyon, this time on the south side of the wash
- At the top of my little hill, I now get to ride back down the old paved road and return to the gravel of Jackass Canyon
- Back in the wash of Jackass Canyon: more sand and gravel ahead!
- I take a lot of short 30-second breaks to stop and enjoy the scenery in Jackass Canyon
- After another half hour, the gravel is finally thinning out and it looks like I can try getting on the bike and riding again
- Approaching the top of Jackass Canyon, finally!
- Up out of Jackass Canyon for good, I'm now on the plateau, heading toward Mojave National Preserve's famous cinder cones
- Hey, sunset is spinning its wheels faster than I'm spinning mine, and I haven't quite reached Kelbaker Road yet
- Here it is: Kelbaker Road, Mojave National Preserve, approximately 3100 feet elevation; pavement again, I'm so excited
- Riding up Kelbaker Road in the sunset is pleasant; of course, it helps that there is no traffic, which is often the case
- My cheap digital camera picks up some of the glowing pinks and blues of this Mojave National Preserve sunset
- I'm enjoying the fleeting sunset along Kelbaker Road as I slowly approach the summit, looking back to the cinder cones
- Darkness sets in as I arrive at the summit of Kelbaker Road at 3700 feet, ready for the 12-mile descent to Kelso in the dark
- Sunny skies this morning, but raindrops from last night's thunderstorm glisten on the roof of my tent
- I make my last two cups of strong coffee of the trip and enjoy the views while I procrastinate the task of breaking camp
- As I pack the tent's contents into my saddlebags, I remove the big rocks I placed inside the tent to keep it from blowing away
- It's that everything-out-of-the-tent moment again; time to leave the Kelso Dunes area!
- After packing up, I carry my saddlebags and bicycle down to the power-line road for final assembly
- The 10-ton bike reassembled, I'm ready to put my helmet on and start riding up the Kelso Dunes power-line road
- Off the Kelso Dunes power-line road, I notice vehicle tracks going past a Wilderness boundary marker