Into the Desert, The Long Day:: Bozeman to Beatty
March 13th 2007 “A Friend of the Devil is a Friend of Mine. If I get home before daylight I just might get some sleep tonight.”
I've always had a descent amount of respect and reverence for the desert. There is something about the desert that makes one grow quiet. It could be the gnarled, stunted life growing there. The thin, long eared jack rabbits that scamper in and out of the dry, rough tumble weeds and
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