Having enjoyed a hearty breakfast of pancakes, bacon and maple syrup, we decided on a detour to Bodie Ghost town. As we approached with 7 miles to go we hit the worst thing possible in a 30ft RV, a dirt road. Sensibly having gone no more than 500 metres we decided to turn back, 2 minutes later we found ourselves grounded in soft sand perpendicular to the road. After nearly half an hour trying to dig us out we decided it was time to call for help – despite a signal, no phone connection and nothing for miles around. Thankfully Bill spotted a house, so off I went. Two lovely ladies on their way out for the day took pity on me and my story and phoned the local pick garage (30 minutes drive away) and convinced them to come out and help. Two hours and more cash than I care to mention we were on the road again, heading away from the dirt track of Bodie and towards Yosemite, a little dirtier and much the wiser – we hope.