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There it is, the old road leading to Cave Spring, closed by a couple of Wilderness markers; I stash my bike behind some bushes
I've passed by here several times over the years and never noticed this old road because I wasn't looking for it. I like the feeling of discovering something that has actually been here for decades. That sweet orange-like smell is catclaw blossoms.
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