Entering day 5 of the black out in Terlingua. Hunkered down in the dark cold at the station hoping to find a morsel of food or maybe a reprieve from the day in the light of the last match. The town has been without power and most have left if they could find gas. It's surreal and you feel like you are in some movie about a plague. The only lights are from the few generators that come on every once in awhile. The "off the grid" folks have won this one hands down. As I sit in the dark I can't help think about the Donner Party and look down at my arm and wonder......baked or fried?
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