[continued from Parts I and II; this is the third part in a four-part series] So I set about righting everything I could. As the gear dried in the South Dakota sun, I found the dishpan, took it into the bathroom, and filled it with dish soap and water. We still had dirty dishes from the interrupted dinner of the previous evening, and I knew that if I was really determined to get back on the road…
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