The Ride
The ride definitely tested each one of us. It was hotter than we expected leaving LA, so much of the first part of the ride was managing the heat. The desert is both beautiful and taxing, biking on long straight roads where you can see your destination from miles out but can never quite seem to get there fast enough.
Riding through the Mojave through the night was easily one of the more surreal experiences we’d ever had on the bike. We wouldn’t see even another car for hours at a time. Your reality is truly the 10-foot radius of your light in front of you, and that’s it.
The final push into Las Vegas was a true team effort. Everyone is equally fatigued, riding off of exclusively caffeine and will power. We were right up against the previous fastest known time, and for a while we weren’t sure we were going to get it. The catharsis when we got to Vegas was intense, especially after setting a new FKT (by only 9 mins).