Saturday.
Still at 299.
Left Sue and John's house on the river. Drove from the desert to the inland
valley of California. Interstate 10. Blythe. Desert Center. Indio.
Cathedral City. Thousand Palms. Desert Hot Springs. Brother Bill's
springtime stomping grounds. Palm Desert. A giant windmill farm. The sky
turned rather white as we drove in from the desert. The blue sky went
white. Maybe it's just humidity from the ocean flowing in. It is so
strange to drive though a valley and only be able to see the hills on either
side for five miles or so. After that, they just disappear into the haze.
That's not something that happens in the high country. Typically, we can
see a hundred miles in any direction if there aren't too many mountains in
the way.
John advised us to tank up in Arizona before we crossed into California. We
paid $1.79 for diesel. We see it here for $2.13. That's still less than we
paid for it a couple weeks ago in Durango.
Settled into a nice park associated with an Indian Casino. Pechanga. It is
nicely separated from the Casino. You have to take the shuttle to get
there. We didn't.
A two hundred fifty mile day.
