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I reach heavy sand a quarter mile down the road and a pile of paint cans that were recently dumped here And away we go toward Sands down the power-line road...ThumbnailsSome of the old pavement on the power-line road still functions as originally intendedAnd away we go toward Sands down the power-line road...ThumbnailsSome of the old pavement on the power-line road still functions as originally intendedAnd away we go toward Sands down the power-line road...ThumbnailsSome of the old pavement on the power-line road still functions as originally intendedAnd away we go toward Sands down the power-line road...ThumbnailsSome of the old pavement on the power-line road still functions as originally intendedAnd away we go toward Sands down the power-line road...ThumbnailsSome of the old pavement on the power-line road still functions as originally intended

I rode into this sand last night, but turned back and set up camp, unable to see the extent of it. Today, with more time, I just walk the bike through it, no problem.

I wish our garbage-collection fees could be increased to cover all garbage collection, so that nobody would have a desire to dump things like these paint cans on our public lands just to save a few dollars.