Arizona Bound, day 1

We left Sonora with the intention of riding OUT of the storm, but apparently the storm had different ideas. Rain for most of the trip south until we finally made it out of the Tehachapi's and into Mojave. Cold, but dry, we blasted across the desert and then cut into San Bernardino. The entire valley smelled like fast food, delicious, but we still had some miles to do before we could call it quits. So we drooled all the way to Indio that night and took turns guarding the truck at a "nice looking" motel 6.