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Spots of color grow in the hills' folds where moisture sometimes lingers |
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Mine structures still preside over gold |
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R-1 organic insulation |
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| Tree bark nailed under wall tin as an attempt at insulation and draft-proofing.
Judging from the machine-manufactured nails, probably after 1920. |
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Sweetwater range from the kitchen window |
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Masonic's remaining tunnel 'o Gold |
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Sweetwater Mountains (left), Sweetwater Canyon (center) |
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| Nevada State Highway 338/328 between Wellington and Bridgeport runs along the right side of the valley
pictured, through the mountains on the horizon. |
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Home, home on the range... |
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Moo-o-o-ve over, buddy! (Nevada's Critical mass) |
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| that "wrong way" feelin' ... |
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Clip-clop... clank-clank... |
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| When I shut off the engine of my truck to wait, the cattle skittered off. But when I restarted
the engine, they returned to their trek. They evidently regard only running
vehicles as "normal". I guess I should be grateful that they found my puny little V-6 Toyota
worthy of their acceptance, because all the *real* men they know drive 9 mpg, 3+ ton monsters |
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