another Wednesday in Transition, almost a tradition…

A last chill [eighteen degrees] look around, early breakfast and

out the gate as the grader pulled away north and I

went south, down the desert

to Fish Springs Road, the updated Cherokee and

Doyle, 23 there but

eight out in Sierra Valley

From where, despite my unfamiliarity and the fog,

I reconnected with 49 to

Sierraville, 89 [not shown] to 80

over Donner and down across

that Cali Valley

to Benicia’s sleeping dogs lying.

The next things to happen were Visitors from the North…

more about those, laters.