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A little higher upstream, I realize I'll have some rock scrambling ahead of me if I want to continue upward Just beyond the dip in the old road, I find myself facing a rugged, rocky hillThumbnailsThe Coyote Springs area becomes more picturesque as I continue up the old roadJust beyond the dip in the old road, I find myself facing a rugged, rocky hillThumbnailsThe Coyote Springs area becomes more picturesque as I continue up the old roadJust beyond the dip in the old road, I find myself facing a rugged, rocky hillThumbnailsThe Coyote Springs area becomes more picturesque as I continue up the old roadJust beyond the dip in the old road, I find myself facing a rugged, rocky hillThumbnailsThe Coyote Springs area becomes more picturesque as I continue up the old roadJust beyond the dip in the old road, I find myself facing a rugged, rocky hillThumbnailsThe Coyote Springs area becomes more picturesque as I continue up the old road

It would be a lot of fun to keep going upward. However, the sun is already behind the hills and I would prefer to be well on my way back to my campsite near Kelso Dunes by dark.

My rechargeable bicycle headlight is running a bit low, and I have nowhere to recharge the battery. I wouldn't care much, but I may need the headlight toward the end of tomorrow's ride back to Baker.

The stream is still flowing this far up the hill, though it's largely concealed by all the brush and rocks.

I'm getting cold with just my T-shirt on, now that the warmth of direct sunlight has quit the day. I should have put on my sweater instead of leaving it in one of my bike saddlebags back at the beginning of the trail.