Early morning at camp. A cool evening that would actually be warmer than some of my trip home over the pass.
Typical French breakfast at a typical desert diner.
Met these guys out here! Great running into the Vise Grips MC out here in Death Valley. Great bunch of dudes on some really rad bikes.
My trip would be a quick one. First thing after breakfast and pictures, I jumped back on the bike and rode the 300 miles back north to Sonora. Mes amis de France, would stay another day in the desert before returning back to Northern California. Mt. Whitney up ahead.
Clear and cool. Perfect weather for the shovelhead. Gas stop in Bridgeport.
Back over the pass.
