The road was covered with flow patterns and damp sand, a sure sign that it had rained recently.
Standing water, an uncommon sight in the desert. This pool was on the road about a 1/4 mile from my destination.
Early the next morning the rumbling of a distant train echoed across the badlands.
Soon the sun was above the horizon and warming the camper.
While drinking my morning tea I admired the symmetry of a nearby ant hill.
After receiving a call on 2 meters I broke camp and drove south to rendezvous with a friend near The Knob.
Cave Mountain far in the distance.
Soon a black Rubicon appeared in the distance.
We hiked out to a small promontory labeled The Knob on USGS topographical maps.
A few yards south of the promontory's high point we found this old campsite.
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