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| Looking down the Antelope Valley. |
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| Descending to the hell of heat | Walked beside California Aqueduct |
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| The higher sun rise, the smaller the refuge from strong sunshine is. | Walked along long, long dirt road. |
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| The Los Angeles Aqueduct was buried under me, but I never get water at all. | At last, I got drinking water in the Cottonwood Creek. Camped near here. |
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| Dusk in the desert. The longest day was over. |