Day 9: Winnemucca, Nevada; Run-A-Mucca Motorcycle Rally; Dust Devils; Cloud Shadows; Thinking Time.


I’m not sure how I got here. I wasn’t heading this direction when I left this morning. I had planned to go north and ended up instead heading east through Reno to where I am now in Winnemucca. I passed through wide open vistas, various shades of brown and dotted with sage brush and distant green trees. There were high desert plains with rugged snow trickled mountains in the distance. I watched whirling dirt devils rise and disperse. Dark cloud shadows covered the hills and low lands. The 16th annual Run-A-Mucca Motorcycle Rally is on this weekend but I’m not much into rallies. I’ve been thinking all morning about the meaning of religion in my life, how my perspective has changed and continues to change. What has sacred meaning to us, anyway?

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