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22-Jan-2000 -- My wife, knowing what a geek I am for stuff like this, was very supportive, bless her heart. After a 20 minute drive, we arrived at the jump-off point on the road closest to our destination.

The road was on my MapSource map, but was so remote it didnt even have a name. We parked the truck and hiked east about 150 yards, crossed some railroad tracks which are just visible from the confluence (picture #3) and dodged mesquite brush until the Lat/Lon on my Garmin III-Plus read 33N 106W (SA not-withstanding). My GPS unit is shown in picture #4, modeled by my lovely wife, who promised to kindly remove my head if I posted her picture. As a compromise, I took her head off in the picture instead!

Picture #1 shows the view looking east towards Hwy 54, and the Sacramento Mountains off in the distance. The nearest civilized-looking place was toward the north-east (picture #2) -- not sure what it is and didnt want to climb two more barbed-wire fences to find out.

As the local sheriff started cruising slowly past our parked truck, we decided it was time to stop loitering on what had to be someone's land and head home.