Here in Elko, NV again. I'm not sure why I like this place so much, but I do. Scenery in top notch, I guess hanging out in an old Pony Express town, standing at the bar like the Duke, is what it is. I know in my younger years when I was riding a horses everyday, this would have been the tit's.The West at it's best. Enough of the past. The Ruby Mtns were as gorgeous as I remembered 4 yrs ago. Even though it's 90+ it doesn't feel like it, other than my burnt, dry skin. The pictures at Harrsion Pass are 8000', snow still present on Ruby Dome. I sat and watched a golden eagle soar around for over an hour. The rock formations looked as they were poured from a mold. The one rock looks like s0 much like an eagles it is why the local Indians called it Eagle Rock. So much, so little time, absorb what I can, forget the rest.
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