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I roll into Baker and grab a room at the Wills Fargo Motel again

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04550-wills-fargo.jpg The last 10-15 miles into Baker on Kelbaker Road are always the most pensive on my bicycle-camping tripsThumbnailsThe morning after my night at the Wills Fargo Motel, I wait at Baker's Amtrak bus stop for a bus to officially end my tripThe last 10-15 miles into Baker on Kelbaker Road are always the most pensive on my bicycle-camping tripsThumbnailsThe morning after my night at the Wills Fargo Motel, I wait at Baker's Amtrak bus stop for a bus to officially end my tripThe last 10-15 miles into Baker on Kelbaker Road are always the most pensive on my bicycle-camping tripsThumbnailsThe morning after my night at the Wills Fargo Motel, I wait at Baker's Amtrak bus stop for a bus to officially end my tripThe last 10-15 miles into Baker on Kelbaker Road are always the most pensive on my bicycle-camping tripsThumbnailsThe morning after my night at the Wills Fargo Motel, I wait at Baker's Amtrak bus stop for a bus to officially end my tripThe last 10-15 miles into Baker on Kelbaker Road are always the most pensive on my bicycle-camping tripsThumbnailsThe morning after my night at the Wills Fargo Motel, I wait at Baker's Amtrak bus stop for a bus to officially end my trip

Now that I'm in Baker, a big, ugly freeway stop, I'm less pensive. I get down to the reality of getting a big meal. I choose Los Dos Toritos, the family-style Mexican restaurant in town, whose food is never extraordinary, but always hearty and just right.