Letter From the Desert: Catching up

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A rancher, walking to Elko with a coyote, a jackrabbit, and a kilo of weed, found himself unexpectedly at a river crossing. “I don’t remember a river being here,” he thought to himself. Nonetheless, he set about looking for a way to cross. Sure enough, a hundred yards upstream he found a small boat tied to a streamside juniper. “I think this should get…