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After 45 minutes of slow uphill, I see someone ahead in the road.  Stranded?  No, he's taking photos of the area, and of me Enough chatting; it's time to get on with the day's business of riding up out of Kelso Valley to BakerThumbnailsJoerg and Elke and I have a fun desert chat for a good half hour; they visit Death Valley frequently and are on their way homeEnough chatting; it's time to get on with the day's business of riding up out of Kelso Valley to BakerThumbnailsJoerg and Elke and I have a fun desert chat for a good half hour; they visit Death Valley frequently and are on their way homeEnough chatting; it's time to get on with the day's business of riding up out of Kelso Valley to BakerThumbnailsJoerg and Elke and I have a fun desert chat for a good half hour; they visit Death Valley frequently and are on their way homeEnough chatting; it's time to get on with the day's business of riding up out of Kelso Valley to BakerThumbnailsJoerg and Elke and I have a fun desert chat for a good half hour; they visit Death Valley frequently and are on their way homeEnough chatting; it's time to get on with the day's business of riding up out of Kelso Valley to BakerThumbnailsJoerg and Elke and I have a fun desert chat for a good half hour; they visit Death Valley frequently and are on their way homeEnough chatting; it's time to get on with the day's business of riding up out of Kelso Valley to BakerThumbnailsJoerg and Elke and I have a fun desert chat for a good half hour; they visit Death Valley frequently and are on their way home

Photographer Joerg Boetel and his wife flag me down as I approach and offer me hot tea from their thermos, as well as granola bars. I'm not sure I have enough time to stop and chat, but I do anyway.

This is one of the photos that Joerg Boetel took of me coming up Kelbaker Road with Providence Mountains in the background.