A few mornings ago, the mules and I woke to a heavy fog. I saddled the damp mules and we headed in to the foggy desert landscape.
I’m not a fan of road riding in the fog. Out here, though, the highway shoulders are wide, That means in less than perfect conditions I can ride the grassy shoulder’s edge (sorta) far away from oncoming traffic.
Walking up the road in the fog doesn’t mean you can’t find anything interesting…maybe even to eat.
Around 9am, the fog lifted. The land went back to looking like the desert landscape we’ve been traveling these past weeks.
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