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Desert Deserters Dessert: Pony Express

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Day eight. As Mark Twain left the east coast for the Nevada Territory, to assist his brother in a job that never eventuated, he traversed the same desert plains Julia and I have been experiencing.
He crossed these harsh lands in a stagecoach that followed closely the route of the famous Pony Express.

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Our stagecoach was more speedy and luxurious than Mr. Twain’s and it took us to one of the last remains of a Pony Express station.
Julia and I walked three miles in 95 degree heat across the sagebrush covered landscape to the old building and discovered not much more than a few stone walls that once housed many a foolhardy young man.
The walk itself was more rewarding than the ruin as it gave us a true sense of what it was like for the pioneering men and women who crossed these badlands on, houses, by foot, in stagecoaches, and covered wagons. I have only some small idea how they could achieve such a thing.

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