There was, of course, a ton of food and I was enjoying myself a little too much.
I was impressed with how many pictures were taken of me eating.... It was really good food though.
There was, of course, a ton of food and I was enjoying myself a little too much.
Somewhere northeast of Barstow in the middle of the middle of nowhere is the bustling town of Baker, California: Population 914. It's main attractions are it's several overpriced gas stations and small diners including where we stopped to eat lunch at the Famous Pancake House that just six months ago was a Denny's...(It must of really climbed the pancake house charts to be so famous so fast!)
All sarcasm aside, Death Valley is home of the ever-so popular Dumont Dunes, where many gather each weekend to ride quads and dune buggies. Dumont is one of few soft sand deserts, much like a small scale Sahara Desert. It was actually pretty cool to see after driving with hours of nothingness.




Clearly I am scared out of my mind. I also enjoy Big Mike's reaction on the back third row. Sheehan had a penny floating above his hand. 2 seconds later the penny hit the roof and then my leg.