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Tonopah, Nevada
Between Death Valley and Tonopah are abandoned mines and dusty brothels and little else. A red light was glowing, on the bike, indicating that I had fried something electrical in the heat. Tonopah looks like it is well on it's way to becoming a ghost town. I left at dawn wondering if the engine would die before I made it to the nearest shop in Sparks. The road was nearly deserted, and I almost collided with a herd of antelope. These were some of the best roads of the trip.
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Tonopah, Nevada
I made it out of Sparks with a fixed charging system. Headed east on 80 to Winnemucca for a Basque meal down by the railroad tracks.
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