So we have our Benicia brief morning, loaded up and out by 9:30 [allows one to hit 80 at Cordelia around the time the commute lane opens up], uneventfully dryly over the Sierra and the usual stops or variations thereof.

…strangely, traffic up the dirt from Doyle a bit, the California side much deteriorated and so onto desert, where simpler signs have been substituted at the junction, the remnants of Bonham Ranch are few indeed…

and life as a mammal is awkward, as often…

In the gate before three and figure it’s about time to put up, once and for all, a straightforward pic of the Repository so, here;

…and wander the powdery dry dirts of spring, Wall Spring…

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