I waited for the sun to get a bit higher in the sky,
this part of the mission was all about timing, I had three hours of driving to get to somewhere that I would do a mid-day park-up at. Those hours would get me across the Mohave and into a small range of mountains on the western edge of the Sonoran desert, the second of two deserts that I would cross that day. Being that I was driving east, those three hours needed to be timed between the sun strait in my face and the hottest part of the... read more

>holy fuck!

>you mean those tissue thin rusted out bits holding
>your front end together? nasty. maybe you should leave
>the beast on the playa as a monument.

Negative,
the Beast has merely suffered a compound fracture of a major
supporting joint.


>you're on the playa? or some other part of the black
>rock? fifty miles from pavement puts you off site. by
>the hot springs? but then how did you manage to email
>me? from gerlach?

I was north of the Black Rock Desert, plac... read more

It's that time of year, the ground ants are blocking up their entrances
during the mid-day hours to keep in any moisture, the ground is to hot to
walk on (even for my hardened paws), birds are silent and stare at you w/ open
mouths . . . hoping for some evaporative cooling, wild flowers have about
stopped blooming, the cactus are in process, and the yuccas are showing
christmas-tree spikes of creamy blooms crossing the valleys.
The red-orange flames of the Ocotillo are like warn... read more