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After another 20 minutes, I reach the top of the wash and locate the old Castle Peaks road The sandy wash radiates from the golden end-of-day sunlightThumbnailsThe old Castle Peaks road leaves the pinnacles area and dips down between rolling hills on the way back to my campsiteThe sandy wash radiates from the golden end-of-day sunlightThumbnailsThe old Castle Peaks road leaves the pinnacles area and dips down between rolling hills on the way back to my campsiteThe sandy wash radiates from the golden end-of-day sunlightThumbnailsThe old Castle Peaks road leaves the pinnacles area and dips down between rolling hills on the way back to my campsiteThe sandy wash radiates from the golden end-of-day sunlightThumbnailsThe old Castle Peaks road leaves the pinnacles area and dips down between rolling hills on the way back to my campsiteThe sandy wash radiates from the golden end-of-day sunlightThumbnailsThe old Castle Peaks road leaves the pinnacles area and dips down between rolling hills on the way back to my campsite

At a junction of two old, closed roads here, I start walking down the wrong one, but turn around after about 30 seconds when I realize the scenery is wrong. This point is at about 5175 feet elevation here.