It
was raining so hard in the Mojave Desert, the car hydroplaned across the bridges. The cement was smoother on the bridges, the car grew wings. I
kept alternately hoping for flash floods and dry roads as I outran the
storm across Arizona and California. Funny to see all those bikers forlornly huddled underneath the overpasses outwaiting the storm. Dangerous weather for a biker. Terrible winds, soapy roads, A real nightmare. We crossed the mighty Colorado in a massive hailstorm. On the floodplain, the ocotillo in bloom was like blood wounds across the sky.
added 4/17
added 4/17
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