I come around another rocky bend and arrive at trees, mostly willows: Piute Spring is here somewhere
Date: November 21, 2012, 16h13
I finish filtering water at Bathtub Spring just as it gets dark; I close the gate and hike the 3.5 miles back to camp
A few doves seem annoyed that I'm here at this crucial time of day for them, but, OK, I'm leaving. There's just enough moonlight for me to hike without my flashlight as long as I stay on the fairly wide Ivanpah Road. No cars pass by: true solitude. Another quiet evening and I make Mountain House Sweet and Sour Pork with brandy for dessert. A distant owl makes cooing sounds and a mouse plays with the side of my tent again later in the evening. I sleep well, perhaps finally catching up on the sleep deficit that I had when I started this trip.