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I spend two hours at Kelso Depot, longer than expected, chatting with staff and a couple of bicyclists on their way to Las Vegas

 I spend two hours at Kelso Depot, longer than expected, chatting with staff and a couple of bicyclists on their way to Las Vegas Just before reaching the real pavement near Kelso Depot is an old washed-out road that was once pavedThumbnailsMy long stop at Kelso Depot was a lot of fun, but now it's time for the gentle 8-mile climb up Kelbaker Road to Kelso Dunes RoadJust before reaching the real pavement near Kelso Depot is an old washed-out road that was once pavedThumbnailsMy long stop at Kelso Depot was a lot of fun, but now it's time for the gentle 8-mile climb up Kelbaker Road to Kelso Dunes RoadJust before reaching the real pavement near Kelso Depot is an old washed-out road that was once pavedThumbnailsMy long stop at Kelso Depot was a lot of fun, but now it's time for the gentle 8-mile climb up Kelbaker Road to Kelso Dunes RoadJust before reaching the real pavement near Kelso Depot is an old washed-out road that was once pavedThumbnailsMy long stop at Kelso Depot was a lot of fun, but now it's time for the gentle 8-mile climb up Kelbaker Road to Kelso Dunes RoadJust before reaching the real pavement near Kelso Depot is an old washed-out road that was once pavedThumbnailsMy long stop at Kelso Depot was a lot of fun, but now it's time for the gentle 8-mile climb up Kelbaker Road to Kelso Dunes Road

It's always good to speak to Preserve staff to see what they can share about areas you plan to visit. I dump my trash, refill my water supply for the next two days from the basement utility closet, browse the art exhibit in the downstairs gallery, and buy a local history book from the book shop.

The bicyclists I've met here are a lot of fun. They rode from Portland, Oregon to Los Angeles, and are now near the end of their trip, always hungry of course. We chat and eat at The Beanery lunch counter, hoping that some day they'll start serving home cooking like they used to.

I forget to take photos, so I'll use one from later in the trip.