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I open the wooden lid on the concrete cistern at Willow Spring, and a bit of water stares back up at me After a bit of searching, I locate what I believe is Willow Spring, in a grassy area shaded by nearly leafless Desert willowsThumbnailsBeyond Willow Spring, my goal is to hike over the hills and be back at my campsite at the end of Castle Peaks Road before darkAfter a bit of searching, I locate what I believe is Willow Spring, in a grassy area shaded by nearly leafless Desert willowsThumbnailsBeyond Willow Spring, my goal is to hike over the hills and be back at my campsite at the end of Castle Peaks Road before darkAfter a bit of searching, I locate what I believe is Willow Spring, in a grassy area shaded by nearly leafless Desert willowsThumbnailsBeyond Willow Spring, my goal is to hike over the hills and be back at my campsite at the end of Castle Peaks Road before darkAfter a bit of searching, I locate what I believe is Willow Spring, in a grassy area shaded by nearly leafless Desert willowsThumbnailsBeyond Willow Spring, my goal is to hike over the hills and be back at my campsite at the end of Castle Peaks Road before darkAfter a bit of searching, I locate what I believe is Willow Spring, in a grassy area shaded by nearly leafless Desert willowsThumbnailsBeyond Willow Spring, my goal is to hike over the hills and be back at my campsite at the end of Castle Peaks Road before dark

I see my reflection down there, but I get the impression that the water is quite shallow.