Red Velvet Cake

It’s a bit slower going, but it also sounds pretty compelling… heck, these hills almost look edible.

If nothing else, it might be more photogenic than the rest of that valley. It’s pretty up here, for sure- but the road gets pretty sketchy at times, too. Doesn’t look like anyone really heads this way much.

As the sun starts to go down, the setting colors splashed onto the surrounding mountains reminds you of pictures you’ve seen of Oregon’s Painted Hills.

Other than the wind, it’s really peaceful… but still you start to think that heading North as long as possible might have been the best idea. It’s generally less hot in that direction, right? It’s only a passing thought- you definitely don’t have the gas to cover that kind of distance. Everything uphill around here is cooler at night, and it’s a lot closer.

“Well”, you think to yourself, “If I’ve got 200 miles to cover with what’s left of these gasoline dregs, I better not try back-tracking now.”

You take a long, deep breath and keep driving towards El Dorado…

“This better be worth it.”

You Got Lucky

Well, that was too close for comfort. Miles and miles into the horizon had finally caught up to your fuel supply, and when the low-fuel light finally got your attention… panic started to set in.

By some wild coincidence you notice an overturned fuel tank apparently rotting away in the dry lot of some sort of long-forgotten gas station. Although you feel apprehensive scrounging for fuel, you feel even more apprehensive about getting stuck in this desert.

The fuel tank itself is intact, even though it takes you a while to figure out how to open the filling port that’s nearly rusted solid. It finally gives way and screeches wildly as you manage to pry it ajar… and holy heck- it’s almost half full!

It takes an hour of scooping cup after cup of gas out of the fuel tank and carefully pouring it into your vehicle, but it’s worth the patience. The gas smells pretty old, but you cross your fingers, turn the ignition… and sure enough- the gas still does what you needed it do.

Yeah… you got lucky, bae.

You continue north as the sun starts to set, with the memory of that Tom Petty classic playing in your mind.