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On the last few miles before Kelso Depot, the wind is so strong that I can barely maintain 7 miles per hour The little town of Kelso is now visible down in the valley below, as are the low mountains beyond that I will ride over laterThumbnailsThe strong wind pushes my empty sardine can around while I eat lunch outside Kelso DepotThe little town of Kelso is now visible down in the valley below, as are the low mountains beyond that I will ride over laterThumbnailsThe strong wind pushes my empty sardine can around while I eat lunch outside Kelso DepotThe little town of Kelso is now visible down in the valley below, as are the low mountains beyond that I will ride over laterThumbnailsThe strong wind pushes my empty sardine can around while I eat lunch outside Kelso DepotThe little town of Kelso is now visible down in the valley below, as are the low mountains beyond that I will ride over laterThumbnailsThe strong wind pushes my empty sardine can around while I eat lunch outside Kelso DepotThe little town of Kelso is now visible down in the valley below, as are the low mountains beyond that I will ride over laterThumbnailsThe strong wind pushes my empty sardine can around while I eat lunch outside Kelso Depot

I'm a little concerned about all this wind because I have 35 miles more ahead of me today. But high winds are a fact of life out here in the Mojave Desert, and I've been lucky this past week to not have too much of it to deal with.

The old three-way stop sign in front of Kelso Depot has apparently been removed and replaced by "slow" signs instead. The former "stop ahead" paint on Kelbaker Road here has been removed.