Post 2
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| We came upon a valley, with a resting group of Pronghorn. |
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| They let me get pretty close... |
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| Before this happened. |
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| Tom in the wide open. |
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| We then did a little more bush driving. |
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| This trail was pretty overgrown. |
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| You can see to the right in this photo, the valley where Aspens grow. |
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| Bonus Bubonus Photo. |
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| It's pretty cool how in the desert you have these little springs where small wooded areas can survive the scotching heat and extended dryness. |
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| We then came upon another abandoned homestead. Only vultures live here now. |
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| Looks to be from the 50s or 60s. |
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| I wonder what left this trail in the tall grass? |
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| We pressed on and came out on the north end of the Black Rock Desert. |
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| Here we found some more shacks. |
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| We did some more hiking in the blazing heat, up a mountain near another mining area. |
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| Tom up top. |
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| At the top of the hike. |
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| Ultimately we found a cooler, higher spot to camp. |
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| Gopher. |
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| More desert weirdness. |
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| The sky looked like doom on our last night, but it didn't rain at all. |
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| My fat ass chillin'. |
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| Foreboding clouds that only teased the landscape with the idea of rain. |
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