On the edge of the big desert

Well, I've arrived at the last stage of my journey: the Loneliest Road in America, aka Highway 50 from Hinckley, Utah all the way through Nevada. It's all desert, and there are like six towns. Yesterday I rode from Heber City to Hinckley, a 150 mile marathon starting at 7am and ending at 2am. I'm taking it easy today, in Delta, about five miles east of Hinckley. Tomorrow in the wee hours of the morning I will begin the 83 mile trek from Hinckley to Border, and maybe further. We'll see how I feel.

In Heber I met up with a friend my brothers and I met in Beijing (click the link and scroll down), Carrie Mehr. She and her sister hung out with us at our hostel, played poker and hunted Easter eggs. It was fun to catch up and meet some of her friends, Mike, Brittany, and Stephanie especially. Mike fed me and gave me one of his bike lights "just in case." Brittany used to be a pro golfer, and she was fun to hang with. Stephanie put me up in her house, and let me hang out there while she was at work, before she had even met me. Good people, all. Carrie's quite the outdoor enthusiast: she trail runs, bikes and skis. Her mountain bike is always in her car, except when she rides it which is often. She bought me dinner. It was good times.

New pictures here.