We spent the night at a campground in Independence, CA. It was a pretty site, just at the foot of the mountains, tucked into the trees near a little creek, the dry desert on the other side of us. We set up our tent and I made sandwiches for dinner while Jim tried to start a fire with wood that ended up being wet (what a waste of $6!). We bundled up tight to sleep in the freezing tent. We were the only one in the campground; the others were smart enough to bring their RVs.
In the morning we packed up camp and hit the road. In a little over an hour we were in Death Valley, climbing to over 6,000 feet and descending below sea level countless times before arriving at Badwater, the lowest point in California at 282 feet below sea level.
The car wasn’t terribly fond of the elevation changes. Jim commented multiple times on the loss of power. We felt bad for the big trucks and RVs putting along up and down the mountains, a distinct smell of burning brakes trailing behind them. We had no such problems, thank goodness.
We made it into Las Vegas a little before 5:00. Tonight we sleep on a soft bed and shower in hot water (although we don’t feel too sorry for ourselves yet…and you shouldn’t either…we’re only on day 2!) Tomorrow we head for the Hoover Dam and the Grand Canyon.
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