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No Passing. Not Even If You’re a Tumbleweed: Up to the Sacramento Mountains
“No Passing Lane” the yellow sign reads and the tumble weeds take heed. They’re piled against the steel legs, slammed to a halt from a run.
Others won’t mind. They skip and bound across Highway 82 and regroup along the lee-ward wire fence. Russian Thistle, or tumbleweed, is about the only traffic out here on the plain leading to the foot of the Sacramento Mountains.

The road rises before us and tumbleweeds… Continue reading

