In the desert distances can be very deceptive, as Ken explains. Often a bit dull, the odd train lends a little excitement..
Small cafe in Marathon. I’d been invited to pop some comments in a spiral bound visitors book. I’d obliged. But first intrigued as to who else had come this way. Plenty of Germans. Quite a few Finns. And a smattering of cyclists. Relatively straightforward to spot. It’s the invariably enthusiastic references to food. "Amazing Breakfast!". "Lovely breakfast – good coffee". The latter had "Grilled cheese" scribbled over the top.
Of course, I might be wrong. But I doubt it. That’s the joy of the Internet Age. Quick spot of Googling. Reckon one of the British riders works for UK cycling charity Sustrans. Another a "part-time baker" in Weston-super-Mare.