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I climb up the high road, but it dead-ends at a transmission tower Bla, I can't ride through this deep kitty litter, it's getting dark, and I'm not down at Devil's Playground yetThumbnailsBack down in the Jackass Canyon Road wash, I resign myself to walking the bike through the kitty litter for a whileBla, I can't ride through this deep kitty litter, it's getting dark, and I'm not down at Devil's Playground yetThumbnailsBack down in the Jackass Canyon Road wash, I resign myself to walking the bike through the kitty litter for a whileBla, I can't ride through this deep kitty litter, it's getting dark, and I'm not down at Devil's Playground yetThumbnailsBack down in the Jackass Canyon Road wash, I resign myself to walking the bike through the kitty litter for a whileBla, I can't ride through this deep kitty litter, it's getting dark, and I'm not down at Devil's Playground yetThumbnailsBack down in the Jackass Canyon Road wash, I resign myself to walking the bike through the kitty litter for a whileBla, I can't ride through this deep kitty litter, it's getting dark, and I'm not down at Devil's Playground yetThumbnailsBack down in the Jackass Canyon Road wash, I resign myself to walking the bike through the kitty litter for a while

So much for the high road! I ride back down to the sandy wash. It's getting hard to see, so I turn on my headlight.

On the way back down, I look at a fork in the high road that leads steeply down into a narrow canyon. I consider following it, but wonder if maybe it too is a dead end that would require that I climb back up just to get back to the main wash.