David Johnson's Travel Blog
Bicycle Trip 1999
Okefenokee 2002
Anza-Borrego 2003
Texas 2003
Road Trip West 2003
Sequoia National Park 2004
Hiking Florida 2005
Nomadic 2005
Bicycle Trip 2009
Bicycle Trip 2010
Nomadic 2010
Little Bicycle Trip 2011
Wisconsin Bicycle Trip 2011
Bicycle Trip 2011
Nomadic 2011
Kayak Trip 2012
Nomadic 2012
Liverworks Productions
Nomadic 2013
Liverworks Productions
Texas Pig Hunting
Bicycle Trip 2014
Bicycle Trip 2015
03/13  Your present plans...
03/14  Unscenic Lands
03/15  Arizona
03/19  Into the desert
03/20  Painted Rock Petroglyph Site
03/21  Canal Roads
03/22  Yuma
03/26  Border Town
03/27  Yuha Desert
03/28  Otay Mountain Truck Trail
03/29  San Diego
04/02  Traffic
04/03  Los Angeles
04/04  More Traffic
04/05  Camarillo
04/09  Los Padres National Forest
04/10  Uphill Against the Wind
04/11  Clingy Grass
04/12  King City
04/17  Cows
04/18  Trees
04/19  That Bridge
04/23  Milk Cows
04/24  Sea Ranch
04/25  Mendocino Coast
05/06  Fort Bragg
05/07  Usal Road
05/08  Honeydew
05/09  Humboldt Redwoods State Park
05/10  More Big Trees
05/14  Crescent City
05/15  Oregon
05/16  Rogue River-Siskiyou National Forest
05/17  Shady Cove
05/20  The hub is dead
Biking West 2015
Chickens and Pheasants 2016
Biking About 2016
New Zealand 2016
Kayak Trip 2017

Painted Rock Petroglyph Site


tl;dr: I visited Painted Rock Petroglyph Site, but mostly spent the day cycling remote desert roads.

The coyotes lit up several times last night. The first was a very close "bark bark bark stranger danger!", followed by a more distant "bark bark bark stranger danger?" From there the word sort of spread I guess. After that all I heard was this amazingly annoying bird that chirped ceaselessly.

It didn't get too cold, but I could have used another layer. Unfortunately I was too lazy to dig it out of my pack.

I ate breakfast at the Space Age Restaurant in Gila Bend. There were at least four waitstaff and they all but ignored the customers, and seemingly me in particular. Two different ladies passed me up with coffee pots in hand while my grumpy self longed for coffee. That's fine. It turns out their tip was enough to buy myself coffee down the road at a gas station.

I visited Painted Rock Petroglyph Site. Look, pictures.

There was no water at the park, but I found a farm canal down the road where water was being pumped in from a well (I hope). The water looked good. It tasted good. So I drank an entire bottle's worth and then refilled my other bottles. Nearby there were men working in tractors, so I biked over and asked them about the water. "Water no good. It's salty. Water no good." I was directed to a ranch that was somewhere on the horizon. I biked a little ways toward it, but decided that maybe a little salt would do me good and I continued on along my route into the desert.

The rest of the day was spent on gravel roads, but they are in remarkable shape. In some cases they are smoother than asphalt. You need to be careful when crossing washes, though. Those are sandy.

This desert is all lava rock and cactus, and it goes on for miles and miles. After leaving the ranch workers, I met only only a jeep the rest of the day. This is bike touring! Yesterday a lady warned me about bandits that could be lurking out here. That seems unlikely.

I stopped early, because I'm a wimp. Also, in another ten miles there are hints of residential areas, and I want a peaceful place to camp.

I feel like I'm in the middle of nowhere, but my phone has three bars of 4G.

good morning Arizona

First Solar APS - Paloma

fundamentally wrong

milk cows

owl hole


Painted Rock Dam Road

big lizard

Painted Rock Petroglyph Site

Painted Rock Petroglyph Site



this is how you lower the water table

Bicycle tracks. Who would be stupid enough to bicycle out here?

into the desert


sleeping under the stars

contact me at le@liverworks.com
< 2015-03-19 Into the desert 2015-03-21 Canal Roads >