You never know what will be around the next bend. The arid-looking wastelands of the geysers and hot springs which are actually spewing acrid water and steam 24/7? Or the rugged rock cliffs, spectacular in their odd angles, hanging in space with no visuble means of support? But everywhere tenacious pine trees, grasping the rocks or wasting away with their feet in poisonous soil.
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