The Stills Day 13, Drive to LA

I think we made it somewhere near Aspen after the show, some 3 hours out of Denver. Now there’s just another 15 hours to drive. I drove the first 4.5 or so, and the scenery was absolutely incredible. I was stunned the first time I drove through the Canadian Rockies, but this is a whole other level. And the drive through the Utah red rocks? Speechless. It’s something every travelling enthusiast has to do in their lifetime. There’s nothing like it.

 

So, after driving through the best scenery I’ve ever seen, I gave up the wheel, did some gear maintenance and right when I was finally ready to crash, we blow a tire. In Death Valley. At 8pm, pitch black, middle of nowhere, with a fox and a rattlesnake. Seriously. We made all the necessary phone calls, but it took over 4 hours before we were back on the road again. That’s not good when you’re less than halfway through a 15 hour drive. By the time we were rolling again, it was almost midnight and everyone was worn out, so, I figured I may as well drive again, cause no one else stepped up and it had to happen… and so I began my 6 hour drive to LA.

 

Everything was cool, and then we got to California. Right from the border, there was non-stop, rush hour like traffic. I’m talking 2 am here people. By the time I was getting close to LA, maybe 4:30am-ish, traffic was out of control. We going down these slalom like roads, I’m in an RV and trailer (45’ total length) doing 70mph, and trucks and cars are blowing by me at 90+ honking cause I’m too slow. The limit was 55mph. It was the most insane driving experience I’ve ever had. The last 2 hours were 100% white knuckle driving and I thought my hands would stick on the steering wheel for ever.

 

And that was my first LA experience.