The Desert

Up at six, massive pancake heap [at the 24hour breakfast bar of course] I had to leave some [unheard of]. Hired the car at 7, hit the road, then got out of Vegas. Derwood had written me out a route across the desert on back roads [and I mean Back roads] It was a truely amazing experience - salt flats, railroads, one house towns [shut of course] and enough images to keep Wim Wenders in film sets for a lifetime. Really brilliant [and it will feature in my Top Ten routes coming up soon]. Made it to Derwood's house which is equally great. Pictures will follow when I get back to UK. As for now we are sitting on the stoop listening to music, playing with the dogs drinking beer and catching up. Defintiely a good day.