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| On day twenty-one we drove to the Racetrack, an area where there are mysterious rocks that move on their own (when the wind blows and the racetrack, a mud flat, is wet, the rocks sail across). We then hiked towards Corkscrew Peak and it began to rain. Death Valley only receives about one and a half inches of rain a year, and we probably got a third of that that evening! The rain stopped, but the storm continued that night. "I sat on a rock and watched the dust storms lower in the valley. The winds continued all night long, blowing in our tent vestibule, covering everything with a fine layer of dust." |
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