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13/47
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The rain stopped, the sun shining, I leave Route 66 Motel and detour a mile up Barstow Rd to the Mojave River Museum

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6018-barstow-road.jpg Bummer, no Chinese breakfast on the menu (who would order such "weird stuff"?), so I order scrambled eggs and baconThumbnailsOutside the Mojave River Museum in Barstow is an old exterior cage-style jail cellBummer, no Chinese breakfast on the menu (who would order such "weird stuff"?), so I order scrambled eggs and baconThumbnailsOutside the Mojave River Museum in Barstow is an old exterior cage-style jail cellBummer, no Chinese breakfast on the menu (who would order such "weird stuff"?), so I order scrambled eggs and baconThumbnailsOutside the Mojave River Museum in Barstow is an old exterior cage-style jail cellBummer, no Chinese breakfast on the menu (who would order such "weird stuff"?), so I order scrambled eggs and baconThumbnailsOutside the Mojave River Museum in Barstow is an old exterior cage-style jail cellBummer, no Chinese breakfast on the menu (who would order such "weird stuff"?), so I order scrambled eggs and baconThumbnailsOutside the Mojave River Museum in Barstow is an old exterior cage-style jail cell

Wow, this short ride up the hill, only a mile with 200 feet of elevation gain, is killing me! How will I make it the rest of the way to Ludlow today, 50 miles away?