One of the things I most eagerly wanted to see during our trip to Death Valley were the sailing stones at the Racetrack Playa, having learned about them many decades ago when I was attending design school. However, a month or so before we went out to explore that vast area with my dad and sister, vandals struck the Racetrack and created 10-miles of ruts in the delicate dry lake bed — ruts that have ruined the experience for others of seeing the sailing stones for at least years, if not decades. You can read all about the horror story of the initial vandalism here, here, and here; a follow-up one-year later where the damage had begun to fade somewhat here; and a variety of other images of the damage that was caused here. Continue Reading →
From one of my noontime walks; the southern magnolia blossoms are now hitting their stride here and the air around them is filled with a wonderful lemon citronella-scent.
Normally that’s not the title you want to read, because you can pretty much guess what the awful result is going to be — but this one has a positive outcome.
We were blasting down the road, happily headed for a day of exploration and family bonding in Death Valley National Park, when we flashed by a lump in the middle of the road. We all shouted at the same time while my dad was driving, “STOP!!! That’s a desert tortoise!!!” We quickly came to a halt and rushed back, taking care to not run over the petrified creature. Continue Reading →