A driving day. There are no passes south of Tioga until you get clear down to Bakersfield. So...we drove down to Bakersfield. It was so hot my phone battery drained at about twice normal speed.
Desert + irrigation in the Mojave. Quite spectacular. We crossed the Sierras for the last time through a gentle pass on a major road and wound up in Lemon Cove. Sadly, we didn't get the spectacular views of Mt Whitney a friend promised. It was, once more, too foggy and hazy.
Ate hole in the wall Mexican. Like...awesome Mexican. You know the kind of place, in a town where I suspected we were an ethnic minority, if you know what I mean.
Best corn chips. Ever.
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