WESTWARD ONCE MORE
Miles on odometer: 5,644
Pounds of insects slaughtered: 0.36
Money spent on Craigslist parts: $40
Logbook quote: “Driving through Vegas smells like cologne and regret.”
->Colorado mountains, even in the summer, get cold. Not visible are the ski pants and gloves working in tandem with the Jeep’s heater to fend off frostbite.<|By the end of Day Nine, we rolled into Idaho and hunted for a place to camp. The area was a wealth of sprawling mountain views, cattle crossings, and endless gravel roads. ->Drawing to a close, Day 10 of the adventure turned back south through Utah, Nevada, and eventually back to California. The Mojave Desert heat managed to bake over 1,000 miles’ worth of entomology onto the windshield, requiring just short of a chisel to remove the splatters. Sadly, it was time to unload and make the Jeep once again safe to leave parked next to a curb all week.
<-|>The eighth day of the trip turned the Jeep westward once more. Still obeying the rule of “no more than 24 hours without dirt,” we followed these welcoming signs. On second thought, those signs may have been there for a very good reason.