It’s no secret that the trifecta of monochromatic monotony; first Quartzsite, then Yuma, then Anza Borrego all did a number on my mood this winter. I just couldn’t seem to overcome the austere bleakness of my surroundings on the heels of what was a difficult holiday season. So the prospect of heading back into a place called the “Mojave Desert” seemed a bit daunting. But Jim and Gayle were headed there to wait out the spring break and Easter holiday crowds, which seemed like a good idea after yielding to a human train of hikers coming down Ryan Mountain in Joshua Tree. Continue reading
Mojave Meet-Up
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