Day Twenty-one, all directions

Ups and downs.  We've traveled a pretty long way today.  Here is a photo of Lydia and I 340 miles ago.  

It has been inland through mountain and flatlands, hitting heights of more than 4000 feet and lows of 52 feet above sea level.  We hit 101 degrees and dove to 93 degrees at one point.  Brrr.

Peaks, valleys and oil rigs. 

Lydia, who is becoming the resident expert on our GPS system in the van, says today, "Dad!  You're off your highlighted route!  But don't worry, it's easy to get back on, just follow the yellow line!"

We are staying in Patterson, CA tonight, a literal middle of nowhere, boring as snot kinda town, the only two businesses that made it into the AAA guide were the Best Western (where we're staying) and the El Rosal Mexican restaurant (steps away from the hotel, where we ate). Nothing particularly noteworthy about the hotel, apart from that it had beds. Dude.  The Mexican restaurant, however, was worth the one minute walk for sure.  Yum.

And the sunset. WOW.  

I apologize for the monosyllabic commentary.  When I get tired my language skills become less descriptive.