11/7/12, Iron Mountain Pump Station, CA (Coord. N. 34 deg, 05.230 min; W. 115 deg, 06.793 min)
After a long trek through the desert, the lads and I struck it rich. You might imagine the ‘Ol Teamster picking up a rock to throw at his donkey and discovering it laced with gold. Unfortunately, that was not the case. However, we did stumble across something even more valuable in this arid country; an aqueduct of clear, swift running, cold water. The gold only makes the ‘want-to-be friends’ fake friendship, and the tax man drool, but clear water will quench a parched throat and see you through a dry desert. So, maybe I should say, ‘I found a rivers of liquid diamond!’.