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Kawasaki Teryx Barstow to Vegas Adventure Photo Gallery
Seven stock 2011 Teryx UTVs were equipped with a five-gallon fuel can, a wheel and a rearview mirror to keep track of our posse.
Who says you can't use a UTV for long-distance adventure? MotoUSA joined Kawasaki for a 330-mile trip from Big Bear, California to Las Vegas, Nevada in a dusty two-day whirlwind aboard the Teryx.
This particular sand wash was one of the best sections as we changed lines and raced one another.
The Johnson Valley sand dunes were a nice spot to grab a drink and then play around for awhile.
The Teryx ate up everything in its path, including the big sandbox.
Wally, right, knows his way around UTVs. He also knows his way around the desert.
This was how we drove pretty much the entire time - pedal to the metal.
Lunch was in the same spot where an off-road truck racing accident killed eight people back in August, and we rolled right past the memorial markers - a somber reminder of how dangerous the desert can be.
Once our bellies and fuel cells were topped up, it was time for the trail again.
Leaving Big Bear, we crossed our first mountain range at almost 7000 feet elevation before heading gradually downward into the desert.
Kawasaki’s Team Green Manager, Reid Nordin, (black sweatshirt) was on hand to chat with as he was part of the crew who planned this entire trip, lending his knowledge of the area and prerunning the course.
Wally signals the driver to stay on the route across this protected lakebed.
A rendezvous with the support truck at Whiskey Pete’s Casino coincided with the setting sun, so we bailed out as quickly as possible to get the last 30 miles out of the way.
Picking our way through a rock-crawling race course known as the King of the Hammers. This is a unique race that connects multiple rock sections with fast, open desert.
We wasted plenty of gas shooting photos in the sand dunes.
Being up high we witnessed the autumn colors while passing southeast through the San Bernardino National Forest.
Look close and you'll see workers up in the tower.
Even with aggressive driving, the group only suffered two flat tires.
The Horn is in the middle of nowhere.
This little skiff was left high and dry. Just one of many desert oddities.
A stiff wind help clear the dust, unless driving into it head-on.
Just in case you were lost...
The smooth road through these hills was perfect for drifting corners.
We arrived at the South Point Casino in Las Vegas a dusty mess.
Our lunch stop was 105 miles from our cozy Hampton beds, right next to Interstate 15 which is the way most Southern Californians get to Las Vegas.
Kawasaki was providing a support crew to leapfrog its way to Vegas providing lunch and extra fuel as needed. The gang met us with a table full of sandwich makings and BBQ chicken at our predetermined location in the Mojave Desert.
Day 2 mostly followed the power lines.
We passed very few settlements on the trip.
We couldn’t leave straight from the hotel so we shuttled out of town about 12 miles to where the Kawasaki semi-truck was already unloading.
Shadows across the ruts is trouble for a dirt bike, but the stable Teryx just soaked up any hidden rocks.
When you have this many guys, changing wheels doesn't require a jack.
Wally eventually turned us northward and the bronze oaks were traded for an expansive forest of Joshua trees.
The author, center, talked this driver into getting stuck, but at least he had the manners to help push him out.
With the sun setting on our adventure, the long miles had us anxious for a hot shower and the comforts of LV.
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