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As Walking Box Ranch Road approaches the California border, I pass another old corral Looking back on Walking Box Ranch Road, it looks stormy over toward the McCullough Mountains where I camped 2 days agoThumbnailsHere and there on Walking Box Ranch Road are bits of residual old pavementLooking back on Walking Box Ranch Road, it looks stormy over toward the McCullough Mountains where I camped 2 days agoThumbnailsHere and there on Walking Box Ranch Road are bits of residual old pavementLooking back on Walking Box Ranch Road, it looks stormy over toward the McCullough Mountains where I camped 2 days agoThumbnailsHere and there on Walking Box Ranch Road are bits of residual old pavementLooking back on Walking Box Ranch Road, it looks stormy over toward the McCullough Mountains where I camped 2 days agoThumbnailsHere and there on Walking Box Ranch Road are bits of residual old pavementLooking back on Walking Box Ranch Road, it looks stormy over toward the McCullough Mountains where I camped 2 days agoThumbnailsHere and there on Walking Box Ranch Road are bits of residual old pavement

The old dirt road behind it leads to the Malpais Spring area, where I camped on last spring's trip. I didn't try riding that road though to get there, however.