After several days lounging in the hot springs near Mammoth, California, it was time to hit the road again. Southward, of course. We carried on down 395, east of the Sierras, through Bishop and beyond. Usually, this involves a stop of a day or three in the Alabama Hills, in the shadow of Mount Whitney, just out of Lone Pine. But a serious flood and washout more than a year ago destroyed the normal access route - the Whitney Portal road! Last year, we took the alternate route, but it's longer, and very winding and steep, and narrow, and not really worth the effort - only to get onto Movie road and find even more former camp spots closed. So, we continued on. There were flashing signs indicating some sort of closure or detour on 395 further south. To get the low-down on when Whitney Portal road may re-open, and what was happening on the road ahead, we pretended we were 'authorized personnel' (see photo below) and pulled into the Visitor Center just south of town. Where we learned absolutely nothing ...
For a change of pace, and to break up the routine, we decided to take the Death Valley Route. After hiking half an hour down Centennial road before the Death Valley boundary to make sure it was passable and there was a place to turn around, a non-descript spot with great 360 degree views provided a good spot to spend the night, and for Bailey, a chance to brush up on his lizard hunting techniques!
Next morning, it was right down into Death Valley. 
Coming in from this side involves 2 long, super steep, winding descents, and one brutal climb. Traffic was very light in the morning, so it was no issue letting the engine do the braking all the way down, and gets it's exercise going up again. Having spent time here before, we more or less cruised through the valley, with the obligatory test of the dump station at Furnace Creek.
Departing Death Valley on 190 is a very gentle, extended climb, where the big GM barely has to shift down. Just out of the park, and free from any pesky cell signals, we spent the night at The Pads, but opted to forgo the nice concrete pads for a more isolated spot off the end. My Starlink was still active before it's pause for the winter, so it was still possible to be online without any cell coverage.
A short detour through Pahrump got us a fill of propane, and much cheaper Nevada diesel, before re-entering Califonia at Shosone, and on down 127 to Baker, on the I-15.
South of Baker, in Mojave National Preserve, we again shook things up a bit, and chose a spot at least 50 yards from our usual spot! It seemed quieter than usual with few vehicles seen, and almost no other campers. So we took advantage of the good weather and lack of people, and spent over a week there, with lots of hiking, scrambling, biking, and a bit of touring around.
When out hiking, I can keep an eye on what Bailey is up to back in camp!
Oh, the hardships of life in camp! Sometimes you just have to watch hockey games on an iPad while enjoying the sunsets!
That's about it for now. Next post, we pass up on the night life in Vegas, for the wild night life at Six Mile Cove!
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