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Day 14: Ho Hum, Ho Hum

Today was great. Really chill. Exactly what I needed after all the stress of the Grand Canyon.

Basically, I left Hurricane on the interstate for a bit then hit 169 South. This was an unexpected surprise - the road and views were fantastic. Pure Nevada desert, with crazy mountains and rocks and red sand and cliffs everywhere. Rode right through the Valley of Fire and was really impressed. It was a great riding road too, got to really nail it on some sweeping corners and whatnot.

Got to the Hoover Dam in the early afternoon, and I'm not really sure what I felt about it. I mean, mentally I know it's an amazing feat of engineering (especially for the 1930's), but it seemed so much smaller in real life than I expected from movies/photos/etc. I kinda had this image of it being like a quarter mile long or something insane like that. Instead it seemed like a Mini Hoover Dam. Oh well.

So riding through the Utah/Nevada/Arizona desert was awesome and seeing the Hoover Dam was pretty neat, but by far the coolest experience I had today was finally getting to talk to Christina again for the first time in what, a week? That was fantastic.

So, Friday I arrive in La Jolla, which gives me two more nights on the road! I don't think I'm going to stress about seeing anything neat or visiting anywhere in specific, just roll down that way. Pick some random roads and just have a bit of a ride. Should be excellent.


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