I got up and headed to a nearby cafe. Nip randomly discovered me, and decided to join me for breakfast. We spoke about what I might encounter at Saline Valley for an hour or so. He was obviously quite concerned for my safety in his own way, which was touching. At one point he pronounced that “you got some big hairy balls on you girl!” Um. Thanks, I guess?
I packed up my stuff and crammed it all on the bike. Nip brought out a baggie full of trail mix as a gift. Aww.
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