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<\/a><\/p>\ntheocracy and always, at least here in the west, dry.\u00a0 In this temporarily peaceable kingdom<\/p>\n
people needed, given the winds, other locations for lunch<\/p>\n which even so were still a little borderline<\/p>\n as despite bright sun the temps remained chillish<\/p>\n and also things darkened with the next month’s arrival.<\/p>\n May’s first Friday brought the first trip out<\/p>\n the former CR 33<\/p>\n and up the present CR 447,<\/p>\n over the Buffs<\/a> to Duck Flat<\/p>\n and into California which<\/p>\n looked green for spring [but also really dry*] and where, in Alturas, the Holiday had oysters**.<\/p>\n Close to an hour of that later I renegotiated Cedar Pass for gas at Rabbit Traxx and turned<\/p>\n [splat]<\/p>\n south into Nevada,<\/p>\n paused at the north end<\/p>\n of a dry Duck Lake<\/a> to lay back and close eyes…then ate half an avocado and, five hours out,<\/p>\n was back at Wall to watch the desert blowing away before a long-postponed [aren’t they all?] dinner with our friends and nearest occasional neighbors. Next day was all dogs, wind and<\/p>\n another load to the burnpile [left to unload later as warm weather<\/p>\n and a weird internal thermostat on the previous outing conspired to create dizzy spells which<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n