Vents Nomades

The Death Valley, does its  name is justified? We could say that we did not know it was impossible so we did.
It is early June, it's summer already and the temperature in the valley reaches 47 ° C when we consult the weather on the internet. The eyes widened with amazement when we explain this crazy destination. We were discouraged, we persist. It's either this or the highway. We will ride at night, the steps "water supply" are calculated with precision. Then we start

4:00 am, we start from the ranch that welcom us at night. We had a shower, and we leave full of fresh water, 12 liters in total. The pass that separates us from the Death valley rises to 1500 meters, much higher than we thought ... Aie Aie, we descend steeply through the trees Joshua, one last turn at 86 km / h, and then offered in front of us the crater of the volcano just before the valley. Sand, shrubs, moonscape and warm, yet it is only 8:00. The rear wheel of our trailer die, we will repair as soon as possible in our race against the sun ... After the crater, it goes up again and again, the heat becomes unbearable. We stop. We built a "cobby house" with our ponchos for rain, cover the wheels of the bike that they do not explode in the heat, we setlle as we can while the temperature is rising ... 10:00, the wind is burning, it is already 40 ° C in the shade ... Ollivier, claustrophobic, sleep in a pipe water  under the road no bigger than a single person can lay down sticking arms against the body sides. Our body temperature is rising, we burned the head, the heart races, our sweat dry every second it comes out of our pores ... 60 ° C in the sun, it is possible? Yes and we are at the heart of the furnace. We will wait eight hours for the temperature decreases, finally, asking the water to the few passing cars on the gravel road . We lose track of time, our mind is vague, in slow motion, the words are hard to get out, only our eyes communicates our mutual support.
Are we crazy? This is a huge mistake to be there, to risk our lives. We need to get out at all costs ... and faster!
What is the synchronicities? It is these moments that seem incredible to be true, the things we ask and miraculously arrive ... At the edge of the road  Elsa signs  a 4x4, ask for a liter of fresh water, a plus in our reserves ... The cars windows goes down, and a "Hello Madame! "(In French) comes out followed by an astonished and funny look . In the middle of a desert, a valley that bears its name, in June and unbearable temperatures, we meet Willy, from Paris on holiday in America. He keeps laughing and could not believe to meet us here! It makes him happy to see someone and even better to speak French ... Aaaah if he knew how it is mutual!! "What can I do for you? "
The bike is on the gallery, the trailer in the trunk, and  in the company of Willy we  visit this valley which requires many treasures, not to bike in June thought ... We arrive at the lowest point  in the valley at 86 meters below sea level, the air is breathable so hot, we struggle to do 500 meters to take a picture without any feeling in our legs and dizzy .
At night, the sky is beautiful, there are only us. Willy leave us in Apple Valley, before joining his friend in Los Angeles. My god! the air is fresher! It is only 45 ° C! Another desert is offered to us, the Mojave Desert that extends to Mexico! After the Death valley valley , everything seems possible!