Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
but we had a great time...
we're headed home after three hours of trying to start it and being very far away from anything remotely resembling a gas station. When it started we felt like we had actually won in Las Vegas.
This trip has a happy ending!
Well this is the story - which seems plausible and makes for an interesting photo.
They say that the family was on the run from the law and got stuck in the salt flats and then took off on foot, leaving the truck. Later the residents pulled it out and used it until it broke down. That is pretty much the state of things here. Used until it broke down.
Poor Ej drives for hours to Death Valley. We get there and we are exhausted and the campsites leave a bit to be desired but we find one. And we get all settled in - there are a few campers around us using tents and two guys on motorcycles in sleeping bags and then a few campers. There is a nice gentle warm breeze blowing and as time goes by the wind is blowing harder, and harder. After watching the guy next to us place little rocks around his tent, apparently to keep it from blowing over, we decide to go to bed. And as it gets later the wind starts to really crank. It's blowing so hard now that it is rocking the camper. We can't sleep at all - it goes from something like a 40knot wind to relatively calm and then off in the distance you hear it coming again and it all starts over. So finally we wake up at around 3 or so to everyone in tents packing up and leaving which was hysterical to watch. And in the morning we saw the two motorcycle guys walking all over camp gathering their things. They were young so probably hadn't even noticed the wind and thought some ass hole had messed with their stuff.
That night was like a lifetime and we REALLY wanted to leave. Plus I was getting a cold...
Oh yah, and my Bro will like this: I turn around and EJ has a piece of PVC and a hack saw and he has decided to reconfigure the camper's plumbing - in the middle of Death Valley. He has actually brought along pipe cement. Well I figure this can only be a bad thing. But wouldn't you know it, this is the only time he has worked on pipe and had all the pieces he needed. This will never happen again.
Yes, and it's a good thing. One can only take so much cigarette smoke, traffic, and people who have just gotten out of a Jimmy Buffett concert. On the way we decided it would be fun to play a game where you had to be the first to spot a hooker, crack dealer, or possible filming of Cops. Not Cops 2.0 though.
Instead we had a great dinner and went to see Ka. Very cool. There were the two dudes who ran on a wheel that reminded us of the two trouble makers in the Dr. Suess series. If you see it you'll know what we mean.
Off to Valley of Fire for some campin'. Also.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Just a completely overwhelming structure. Really hard to imagine what it took to build this in the 30's. How people could think on such a huge scale. My mind thinks in little ways. My husband thinks in big ways. I am the safety monitor and he is the mad scientist.
All that money put into Homeland Security and they rip off Mad Mag. On the other hand it's pretty freakin' cool. I did find myself wondering if the guy doing dastardly things on the bridge would really look like this. I mean he'd be way easier to spot.
The beginning of the bridge across the Hoover Dam. This is going to be the largest concrete bridge in the US. So these two arms will eventually meet in the middle - if everyone did their math right.
So we were rushing around all day trying to get everything done and all kinds of things kept happening - clamp broke - forgot this or that - Subaru broke down on last trip to Friedmans - massive amounts of Friday traffic out of this hell hole we call Sonoma (just kidding) and we drive, drive, drive, make numerous stops the next day, make a couple of wrong turns - end up taking the wrong turn-off which diverts us through Death Valley (the long way to Las Vegas) and this is just day one of our trip. And as we come down the hill into Stove Pipe Wells we see a bunch of people around a bus and we are thinking "could that be Glenn and Bev's group - nooooo that would be crazy" and then on the other side of the bus is a very familiar crazy lady jumping up and down and waving and we were like "hey that looks like Bev" and what do you know it was Bev - and Glenn too!!
Here is the beautiful Mono Lake. We didn't realize what time it was or we would not have stopped - cause we were running late. But so glad we did. Light was perfect and Eric, as always, was willing to schlep my camera crap around.
We were driving and saw some steam coming off the ground and with a little trespassing we found that there was a hot spring there. Eric said it was really hot, smelled bad, but tasted okay.
I took his word on that.