I pitched my tent in a dusty field near Battle Mountain, Nevada. This mountain is Battle Mountain. This is the first thing I saw when I unzipped my tent at sunrise.
Rouge slept with me in the tent. At first, he slept against my legs. When I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I saw Rouge shivering, so I put him in my sleeping bag when I went back to sleep. It was in the high 20s that night.
I slept next to a trailer park.
Before I got to Battle Mountain to crash, I visited Salt Lake around 7 PM.
I've been to Salt Lake when I was around 8 and the city seemed bigger than what I remember. I ate at a Carl's Jr because I'd never been to one before. There were a lot of middle aged homeless people in Salt Lake, as there was in Boulder. One of the homeless in Carl's Jr. looked at me like I was also crazy, with my beard, torn shirt, smell, and feather necklace.
I stopped at Love's across the country to fuel my voyage.
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