The biped and I drove away from Palm Springs this morning (April 1). It was a bittersweet departure. We're ready to go home, but we've had such a wonderful time in this desert paradise.
But neither of us were prepared for how beautiful the drive would be. We went out of our way, driving north to Bishop, California, where Route 6 begins (or ends, depending on your perspective).
We drove all day along Route 395 and then along Route 6 as they skirted the beautiful Sierra Nevada Mountains.
The biped had lunch at this funny German bakery. It looked really good, too.
Here's a photo essay of some of the beautiful desert and mountain scenery we saw. The pictures don't do it justice. These mountains are epic, they are monumental, rugged, brutal and grand. The biped and I both encourage everyone to take the time and drive along this section of Route 6 from California to Utah, where we bedded down for the night.
We also both agree that this cow sign is strangely detailed for a highway marker...
We drove through an old mining town called Tonopah. Looks like they ran out of silver!
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