Bicyclistic

The road took me quietly back into the desert again and away from the fertile Imperial Valley. After the sand sculptures was the US Navy bombing area. It’s an air to ground target area and you’re not allowed to stop so when I saw 5 parachutists land beside me in the desert I didn’t take a photo.

Bumping along on the melting road I watched them gather their guns, equipment and chute together. Then I noticed up in the blue sky that another 5 were descending. The chutes were almost turquoise. Again there was no sign of any ‘plane and I had heard none. What height were they dropping from?

This is an excerpt from Yuma Desert - Part 80 of the journal of my cycle across America, posted on IrishKC.

More Bicycle Touring Notes
   • Tortoise (Part 79)
   • Beyond Hope (Part 77)
   • A Frog (Part 75)
   • A Superior Cycle (Part 73)
   • Photo: Arizona