Just south of the Summer Lake Hot Springs, we encountered a herd of cows being driven up the road by cowgirls.
The cows didn’t have much interest in getting out of our way.
Further down the road, Zach began to feel ill. We pulled over so that the steak from the night before could be set free to go commune with nature and run wild. While Zach was occupied and Vera was helping, Heather and I wandered around on the opposite side of the deserted road to look at the desert.
An old power pole in the middle of nowhere.
A few panoramas of the desert.
