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On the way back down the hill to the bike, I notice a few verbena-like flowers I look north toward Old Dad Mountain, the power-line road and my campsite at the bottom of Jackass CanyonThumbnailsI head back up the power-line road to camp, looking back toward SandsI look north toward Old Dad Mountain, the power-line road and my campsite at the bottom of Jackass CanyonThumbnailsI head back up the power-line road to camp, looking back toward SandsI look north toward Old Dad Mountain, the power-line road and my campsite at the bottom of Jackass CanyonThumbnailsI head back up the power-line road to camp, looking back toward SandsI look north toward Old Dad Mountain, the power-line road and my campsite at the bottom of Jackass CanyonThumbnailsI head back up the power-line road to camp, looking back toward SandsI look north toward Old Dad Mountain, the power-line road and my campsite at the bottom of Jackass CanyonThumbnailsI head back up the power-line road to camp, looking back toward Sands

In this light, against the sand, the purple blossoms take on a fluorescent glow.