In my esp foolish youthful days I've certainly been broken down many,many, many miles
from a paved road. I can remember crossing the DV salt pan on foot by moonlite. Then there was the time I actually tried to climb Manly Beacon from the base up. That was sure
nuts. Wonderful place, but with my lack of heat conditioning at this stage of life, I wonder
just how much of that backcountry I've ever visit again, if any. Sure hell on gear when the
wind kicks up, however. Clay and salt get into everything.
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