There’s no escaping California
As I continue to fine-tune my route across the country, I was getting a little frustrated with not finding a viable route out of Los Angeles. I was thinking if I could just get to Barstow, then I can pick up Interstate 40 or Route 66 and start the long trip east.
But California wasn’t done with me yet. There’s this little thing called The Mojave Desert. From Barstow to Needles, it’s 144 miles.
There are but two gas stations and one hotel along that entire route.
As as they say on the late night commercials . . .
One of the reasons I moved the start of the ride to September was to ride in cooler temperatures than in the middle of the summer.
Barstow’s average high temperature for the month of September is 100 degrees. The low is 82.
Needles’ average high temp is 104 with a low of 85.
In fucking September. The average temperatures are north of 100.
Let’s review, shall we?
- The one hotel between Barstow and Needles is in Ludlow. That’s 98 miles away from Needles.
- While I have done about five “century” rides in my life. (Century ride = 100 or more miles in a single ride) . . .
- . . . I’ve never done a century ride in temperatures exceeding 80 degrees. With no place to get water or food or rest or . . . Or, another way of saying this: I’ve never ridden 100 miles across a desert before.
I’m looking at going north of the Mojave. From Barstow, continue on Interstate 15. There’s a hotel in Baker, CA, another in Nipton, CA, and then I’d scoot over into Searchlight, NV. From Searchlight I’d then go to Kingman, AZ.
Time to increase my life insurance . . .