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I keep pedalling slowly up Kelbaker Road, Mojave National Preserve I'm noticing a lot of white-flowered buckwheats along Kelbaker Road on the way up toward the summitThumbnailsI'm almost at the Kelbaker Road summit now, which is marked by the power lines crossing the roadI'm noticing a lot of white-flowered buckwheats along Kelbaker Road on the way up toward the summitThumbnailsI'm almost at the Kelbaker Road summit now, which is marked by the power lines crossing the roadI'm noticing a lot of white-flowered buckwheats along Kelbaker Road on the way up toward the summitThumbnailsI'm almost at the Kelbaker Road summit now, which is marked by the power lines crossing the roadI'm noticing a lot of white-flowered buckwheats along Kelbaker Road on the way up toward the summitThumbnailsI'm almost at the Kelbaker Road summit now, which is marked by the power lines crossing the roadI'm noticing a lot of white-flowered buckwheats along Kelbaker Road on the way up toward the summitThumbnailsI'm almost at the Kelbaker Road summit now, which is marked by the power lines crossing the road

I've already passed the cinder cones, which are visible behind me. A couple of motorcyclists have passed me and waved, and an oncoming SUV honked and waved as it passed.