We had finally met up with Marco in Lone Pine. Figuring we would be the last ones to arrive in camp at Panamint Springs, we took our time and headed out east for the final leg of the day.
Smoke from a fire in Sequoia, was blowing over the sierras just south of Mt. Whitney.
We somehow caught up with the pack at the perfect time. Literally at the only junction on the 190. Pretty good timing. Crappy photo of Ryan on his badass knuckle
Vista point above Panamint Valley
Le Mans start for the 5 mile coasting race
Great ending to a great day.
