God what a night the wind howled and my tent swayed but I did sleep well .I was up early and tent packed. but had a  small scare as I had tied a guy rope  over a rock,but when I moved the rock in the  morning there was a scorpion under it.
It’s just gone six and I’m walking as I need to get to the Post office, luckily the trail is  very kind no huge climbs just  gentle curves.I am now in another burn area, this normally means fallen trees and so it’s tree jump time but this section is good and most have been cut so no clambering over, but i  need to keep moving .Soon I was overtaken by the usual crew  I fall in behind for a while but  then give up as they are just too fast  . I  making good  progress  and  the miles were falling then I came to a huge wind farm,there were thousands and thousands of them as far as you can see. With the usual whoo whoo whoo as the blades turned. In the distance a road I may make it in time as  its  only  10.30.  I crossed the road most of the others were going to Tehachapi I was going to Mojave, well being a soppy romantic this is where Cheryl started her  hike ,in her book Wild.
I stop on the corner of Oak Drive in the baking heat wishing I’d topped up with water. I waved at numerous cars but none of them liked me. But then a pickup stops  i have a ride  yeah .The driver was a construction worker who builds these windmills .
He drops me at the post office. Dam it was closed my guide said 10 – 12   on Saturdays .Okay I will head to the Library then, which of course is the other end of town.
I stop at the gas station for an iced tea. ( I’ve got the taste) It’s roasting in Mojave as I walk up the street towards the library.  When i get there it to is closed , I am not having much luck today.
Okay fingers crossed there is room at the motel The Motel 6″ $42 a night that will do nicely,
I will zero tomorrow, Post office Monday ,the  Library then back to the trail
I get into my room step out of my shorts and get into the shower almost dressed. although my clothes were washed several days ago the dirt keeps coming  out, is scary and soon the cubicle is a moulted brown.
I remove my clothes and do a war dance on them in the shower still they ooze dirt , okay that will do .although I leave my  socks soaking  in the sink . Okay shopping, I MUST NOT SPEND LOADS. after a pew minutes whizzing around the isles the total is $80 not bad. I brought a lot of fruit especially oranges, a large sub for tea and of course beer.
Back at the motel I decant my food into Ziploc’s. Have a shake down and decide to post stuff i no longer needed up trail, I will post that Monday.
Dam gas! I haven’t got gas.( Sorry Butane out here) If you ask for gas they stare at you blankly. There is a garage out front so I wander over.
YES, they have one and it’s the last one yes .when I come out “Ten speed”  is sat eating a ice lolly .
Why hi there, I take a seat and we chat for a while.
He was just arriving at the Saufleys last time I saw him.
He was a little worried about the water availability saying the caches are empty and not being restocked and its going to be HOT”!
I head back to my room and eat lunch caught up on blog then map planning
God its 8pm late for a hiker