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Over on the west side of the Amargosa River is the ruins of an old stone saloon from 100 years ago
My water is already starting to get low, so I backtrack on the trail on the east side of the Amargosa River and cross over to see what's on the west side of the river.
The river here (which is just a stream at this time of year) still has some water in it. While crossing it, I stop and soak my hands in the cool water, which sends messages about pleasure to my hot brain.
I'm surprised that the water is fairly cool, which I guess is because it's protected from the blasting sun by all the brush growing around it.
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