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A little oatmeal breakfast from a vintage looking Mickey D's in Paso Robles. |
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Our camp site at the canyon. |
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The mule train that delivered the mail and groceries to Phantom Ranch at the bottom this morning, now hauls out the trash. |
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These mules in a word are...incredible! |
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Uh-huh! |
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Beth can't resist, but... |
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...later at the top, found the error of her ways!!! |
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One step at a time. No twelve step program here! |
A couple of posers. |
Soo, Good! |
Today was spent on I-40 East in the desert southwest, watching mile after mile of empty openness pass before our eyes and wondering, "Why would anyone choose to live out here?" But more power to them, it's just not for me.
Tomorrow we return and reacquaint ourselves to our home. No animals to look after, no wondering if there is something else we should go see or do, and no more listening to the waves crash onto the beach in the distance. Finding our normal again, restocking the cupboards, and finding our family and friends all over again.
My Zen from the Road:
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