Had to be up early today as we would shortly lose an hour crossing the bridge into Arizona and the mountain time zone. Of course this wasn't really so as we were timing our days dawn to dusk, but psychology is a big part of a bike marathon.
After crossing the Colorado we again joined I-8 for a 12 mile gentle climb (on the whole freeways make for good biking: wide shoulders, good surface and smooth gradients) into classic "Western" scenery: big cacti, jagged rocky hills, clear skies. Past the mining town of Quartzite we rejoined I-8 for another gentle climb and continued to enjoy a tail wind for the rest of the day.
Typical desert scenery
In one stretch by the railroad at Harcuvar we could have been on a film-set so likely did it look that bandits would attack for behind the rocks, but we had to make do with the humbler pleasures of a cafe in Wenden before cruising to the campsite in Aguila in time to relax, head into (the very Mexican) town for a food store, cook, shower and wash clothes all before dark.
Campsite
