The next day, we went through another oasis- these lush green valleys are out in the middle of the desert. This one is probably fed by runoff from the Sierras.
The morning light makes it look much harsher than it is.
Just imagine that it's 8:30 am, and the air is perfectly clear and crisp- about 50 degrees.
Tom did all the work of laying out the route, and did a fantastic job. We made two navigational mistakes on the trip, both my fault. The first was my mistaking a powerline for a road (the gps was zoomed way out) so we took the hard way up Lucky Boy Pass. It was an excellent route. Here's Tom climbing the hard part:
Off past Mina, in the Cedar Mountains I made another goof, this time a missed turn. We ended up crossing one pass south of where we planned, and ended up mistaking a wash for a road while trying to get back on track: