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| Death Valley Camp |
Out of Midhills early after a standard breakfast say by 7:22. Backtracked to Kelso and then north on 127 to Baker and Shoshone with a stop at a roadside hot spring which we shared with a young plastic surgeon thinking about relocating to Boise. Entered Death Valley; again stupefied by the scale. Arrived Furnace Creek and the mega national park concessionary complex. S deep in the abyss of my former viral experience so I went to the hotel restaurant next to the parking lot campground and had a Sierra Mist IPA. There was a guy there at the bar having chicken wings and explaining to the bartenderess that life was without purpose and he had discovered ambitionlessness to be the best course. He kind of reminded me of Country Joe MacDonald. I bought S a Dove Bar. This camp cost 7$ and is totally worth it for the human drama at play in all directions.
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