This is a picture of the cold front coming through. The clouds gathered so thick they appeared to be originating from the ground itself. As I was climbing through a pass the wind started to pick up. It got to a howling pitch and the temperature started to plummet. The temp dropped 12 degrees Celsius from start of climb to the summit. Brrrrrrr it got cold. Made me pick up the pace to get to camp quicker. Nothing like a little bit of motivation to get the legs moving and the speed accelerating. :)
The off road and corrugation has taken a toll on me though. My wrists and shoulder and ankle woke me up last night with their midnight protest. They collectively raised the chorus of pain to a level which could not be denied and therefore woke me up and sent me for relief. It is amazing how beaten up you get from the off road bumps and grind. :(
The open desert landscape.
The mountains and mesas that popped up from the desert floor and added such wonderful views.
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