I mentioned to Andrea that I wanted to possibly shoot out at Salton Sea but had never been there before. “When do you want to go?” came the reply email. And so early on a Friday morning, we threw the bikes into the back of her subaru and headed off to the desert to look at broken stuff.

Along the way we found snacks, dead fish, old porn, new life, cold beer, tasty tacos, broken stuff, blue skies, a mountain made for Jesus, Pink Trailers, burned chairs, and a million little nooks and crannies around the great lake that is never what it is supposed to be and more than anyone asked for. There was so much to see that we never even took the bikes out of the back of the car.

Andrea called it much needed mini-road trip. I said it was one of my favorite bike rides ever. It was a reminder of how big the world can be, and one more step in the right direction.

Here are some pictures from the beautiful wasteland of California’s Imperial Valley.

Credit where its due: The portraits of me were taken by Andrea. Check out her blog at www.andreabricco.com/blog

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