Vacaville, CA

Vacaville... whatta cow town.

Damn. Northern California is, as my dad would say, "drier than a popcorn fart". Everything that isn't irrigated is brown and crispy.

Still making good time, and even noticed on my last fuel stop that my avg. miles per gallon has gone up to 18.2. Avg. MPH is holding fairly steady at 62.7.