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The water-stained menu in my room at the Ludlow Motel advertises the offerings of the Ludlow Café next door

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6259-menu.jpg The waterfall and natural tank here are dry right now, but there is a hole in the sand down thereThumbnailsThe water that drips out from under the tree roots at Cottonwood Spring flows over this rock as a clear shiny filmThe waterfall and natural tank here are dry right now, but there is a hole in the sand down thereThumbnailsThe water that drips out from under the tree roots at Cottonwood Spring flows over this rock as a clear shiny filmThe waterfall and natural tank here are dry right now, but there is a hole in the sand down thereThumbnailsThe water that drips out from under the tree roots at Cottonwood Spring flows over this rock as a clear shiny filmThe waterfall and natural tank here are dry right now, but there is a hole in the sand down thereThumbnailsThe water that drips out from under the tree roots at Cottonwood Spring flows over this rock as a clear shiny filmThe waterfall and natural tank here are dry right now, but there is a hole in the sand down thereThumbnailsThe water that drips out from under the tree roots at Cottonwood Spring flows over this rock as a clear shiny film

I'm too late to enjoy the Ludlow Café today, but I'll stop in for one of their well-known breakfasts tomorrow. I walk over to the Dairy Queen, the only other restaurant at this truck-stop village, for a hamburger and fries (not my usual kind of food).

I fall asleep easily tonight after watching some TV. Highway bicycle touring was nice today, but I'm looking forward to camping tomorrow, away from electricity and well-traveled roads.