When you haul the bike it sure takes away a lot of effort! Got a very late start today. Looking at the cold front on the way in I'm probably going to take it easy for a bit. Got there quicker though. No going out of the way for fuel since I'd already topped up at the end of the last ride. Monkey in the van and off to Death Valley. Very windy with a lot of dust kicking up which gave pause to the cause of the trip. At least I didn't need to ride out or back in those high speed winds. As I was nearing my unloading point by some 10 miles there was a guy standing in the road flagging me down. Guess he wasn't having luck with other cars so I pulled over to see what he needed. Said he was stuck in the sand in his Sprinter camper. Just the right side track was in the soft stuff and he needed a pull. I'm running my van which is 2wd and I've only got the 4 tie downs holding my bike in the back. Some mental flexing and I told him to hop in the van. I rolled down the road to the sand dunes and carefully drove towards some 4x4's as much as I could before the sand started getting deeper than my comfort zone. Some circling around with momentum and found a gravely patch to park on. We hopped out and walked towards the 4x4's and I flagged a guy in a Jeep Cherokee over. Told him homeboy was stuck over there and he offered to winch him out. 4x4 folk kick ass like that. Told the kid good luck and paced back to the van in the sand. Tried getting a pic of the Cherokee en route to yank a Sprinter but they kicked up a plume of dust as they headed over so I reboarded and continued to the off-roading zone.