Another beautiful morning rolling out of Dateland. I hit something with my rear tire that cut the center of the tire and made it flat.

The tire was not repairable. I had the old tire in the bag and one tube and I made it the rest of the day without a problem. Curly was there with a few others and he asked if I wanted the nut and cap. I told him I did not use them. Curly dryly replied is that because you will be taking that tube out 10 minutes from now. It was hilarious. 35 miles on I-8 then off. The desert continued to be vast and huge.

There seemed, as we went on, a harshness that was innate with this part of the desert. A great Mexican lunch at Sophia’s in Gila Bend and a little turn out to the KOA.

It was becoming hot by the time we got to camp.