Beale Street, Memphis, Tenn.
FedEx Forum, downtown Memphis, Tenn.
Here are the photos from today...
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Day Eleven - Photos - Memphis TN to Birmingham AL
Graceland lit up for Christmas
Beale Street, Memphis, Tenn.
FedEx Forum, downtown Memphis, Tenn.
Here are the photos from today...
Beale Street, Memphis, Tenn.
FedEx Forum, downtown Memphis, Tenn.Here are the photos from today...
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Day Eleven - Memphis TN to Birmingham AL
Memphis, Tennessee. A place with many flavors. We sampled everything from Graceland to Beale Street with a lunch of BBQ at Rendezvous downtown to finish it up. Graceland was amazing to me. I knew that Elvis was famous, and had seen lots of his old movies, but I never fully understood how much of an impact he had on the world. He changed history in so many ways. He revolutionized music in the era before computers and broad media. His music changed the direction of rock and roll and dancing forever. It was an impact I had not fully realized. You left there wishing you could change things too. Not just on a small scale, but change the world. It was inspiring.
Rendezvous was a little hole in the wall basement restaraunt just off Beale street in downtown Memphis. The place was started back in 1948 when the owner - Charlie Vergo - cleaned out his coal chute and started making history. We we lucky enough to see Charlie while we were there. He came in for lunch and to check the BBQ pits. Overall, the food was good, but I think the BBQ in Savannah is hard to beat.
Rendezvous was a little hole in the wall basement restaraunt just off Beale street in downtown Memphis. The place was started back in 1948 when the owner - Charlie Vergo - cleaned out his coal chute and started making history. We we lucky enough to see Charlie while we were there. He came in for lunch and to check the BBQ pits. Overall, the food was good, but I think the BBQ in Savannah is hard to beat.
Day Ten - photos - Springfield MO to Memphis TN
The home of Laura Ingalls Wilder, author of Little House on the Prairie.
It seemed almost eerie as the mist surrounded the house, giving it an air of mystery.
The frozen Missouri river still flowed strong.
This is one of the columns found in the cave. The formations were amazing!
Fantastic Caverns is one of four drive - thru caves in the world. It is the only drive through cave in North America. Missouri has over 600 known caves, that's why it is known as the "cave state".
Here are the pictures from today!
It seemed almost eerie as the mist surrounded the house, giving it an air of mystery.
The frozen Missouri river still flowed strong.
This is one of the columns found in the cave. The formations were amazing!
Fantastic Caverns is one of four drive - thru caves in the world. It is the only drive through cave in North America. Missouri has over 600 known caves, that's why it is known as the "cave state".
Here are the pictures from today!
Day Ten - Springfeld MO to Memphis TN
We left Springfield, Missouri in the midst of freezing rain and slight showers and headed to the heart of the Southland. The home of soul, the home of Elvis (no we didn't see him, and yes he is really dead, sorry.)
Before we left Springfield we stopped at the biggest Bass Pro Shop I have ever seen in my life. The inside was made to look as if you were a fish underwater, then you crossed a wooden bridge and looked at a hiker running from a bear with a panther on their tail. It was truly amazing. The store was the size of the whole Savannah mall. Impressive and highly recommended. Since we had decided to go low budget on this trip, we have made do with light meals. Breakfast at the hotels. Lunch was made up of Peanut Butter and honey sandwiches or camping meals similar to MRE's that you add water to. We decided to restock our supplies while we were there. Several days along the trip we heated water in a mug plugged into the cigarette lighter in the car and ate while we drove to save time. I recommend any of the Mountain House brand except the sweet and sour pork!
On our visiting Springfield we heard about a drive-thru size cave and decided to check it out. Fantastic Caverns proved to be worth the drive. Twenty minutes into the countryside and I wasn't sure it was worth it, but it was. Turns out it is one of four drive-thru caves in the world, and the only one in North America (for all you trivia buffs). As the guide drove our jeep deep into the hole, he told legends about the cave being used as a speakeasy during prohibition to holding vigilante groups into the 1960's. No names were mentioned, but they wore white hoods. I'll let you figure that one out. The history brought prickles up the back of your neck. My favorite part was when one visitor asked if there were bats in the cave. The smart witted guide said, "why sure, but she got off on the last tour".
We crossed the mighty Mississippi river just as the sun had set, grateful that the days were longer closer to the equator. We cruised Beale street, rolling down our windows to listen to the jazz as it played through the air. The neighborhood reminded us of downtown Savannah, with ghetto all around. The only difference was the music, the spirit of soul. The sound of guitars and drums wafted out of bars as we drove. Slow and smooth it played, unlike the big Cutlass Supreme's with 16" rims blasting out a tuneless thump as they cruised by. They say this is where Elvis got his start, listening to blues. The music in Memphis was an art, not fitting any mold but it's own, pulsing to the beat of neon lights.
Before we left Springfield we stopped at the biggest Bass Pro Shop I have ever seen in my life. The inside was made to look as if you were a fish underwater, then you crossed a wooden bridge and looked at a hiker running from a bear with a panther on their tail. It was truly amazing. The store was the size of the whole Savannah mall. Impressive and highly recommended. Since we had decided to go low budget on this trip, we have made do with light meals. Breakfast at the hotels. Lunch was made up of Peanut Butter and honey sandwiches or camping meals similar to MRE's that you add water to. We decided to restock our supplies while we were there. Several days along the trip we heated water in a mug plugged into the cigarette lighter in the car and ate while we drove to save time. I recommend any of the Mountain House brand except the sweet and sour pork!
On our visiting Springfield we heard about a drive-thru size cave and decided to check it out. Fantastic Caverns proved to be worth the drive. Twenty minutes into the countryside and I wasn't sure it was worth it, but it was. Turns out it is one of four drive-thru caves in the world, and the only one in North America (for all you trivia buffs). As the guide drove our jeep deep into the hole, he told legends about the cave being used as a speakeasy during prohibition to holding vigilante groups into the 1960's. No names were mentioned, but they wore white hoods. I'll let you figure that one out. The history brought prickles up the back of your neck. My favorite part was when one visitor asked if there were bats in the cave. The smart witted guide said, "why sure, but she got off on the last tour".
We crossed the mighty Mississippi river just as the sun had set, grateful that the days were longer closer to the equator. We cruised Beale street, rolling down our windows to listen to the jazz as it played through the air. The neighborhood reminded us of downtown Savannah, with ghetto all around. The only difference was the music, the spirit of soul. The sound of guitars and drums wafted out of bars as we drove. Slow and smooth it played, unlike the big Cutlass Supreme's with 16" rims blasting out a tuneless thump as they cruised by. They say this is where Elvis got his start, listening to blues. The music in Memphis was an art, not fitting any mold but it's own, pulsing to the beat of neon lights.
Day Nine - Springfield, MO to ...Springfield, MO
Yup, that's right, Springfield to Springfield. We decided to hole up for a day when Thomas woke up with something similar to food poisoning. After locating a great little health food store called "Mama Jean's" I found some great rememdies and hauled Declan back the hotel. We nursed Thomas back to health, caught up on laundry and coffee and rested.
After dark, when Thomas was feeling perkier we went down to Branson, Missouri. We drove through two and a half miles of Christmas lights. We rode the famous tower at Sheperd of the Hills and saw our first "little white church" since we had arrived in the south.
After dark, when Thomas was feeling perkier we went down to Branson, Missouri. We drove through two and a half miles of Christmas lights. We rode the famous tower at Sheperd of the Hills and saw our first "little white church" since we had arrived in the south.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Day Eight - Sioux Falls, SD to Springfield, MO
Here are some of the pics from todays wintery weather!
We woke up to a light drifting snow which got heavier as we drove. Right now we are discovering how to keep your windshield clear in freezing rain. Cranking the heat up to ninety on defrost, laying your scarf across the dash and rolling the windows down so you don't wake up the sleeping baby in the back because he's hot. Life is a discovery!
Day Seven - Photos - Douglas, WY to Sioux Falls, SD
wild doe in South Dakota
Scenic views from the road
The roads were covered with a layer of frozen snow.
Scenic views from the road
The roads were covered with a layer of frozen snow.
Day Seven - Douglas, WY to Sioux Falls, SD
Day seven.
If anyone has seen the 1960’s movie “If It’s Tuesday it Must Be Belgium”, you might have an idea of what being in our car is like. We have been on the road officially for a week, and have made it through California, Nevada, Arizona, New Mexico, Colorado, Wyoming and South Dakota (that’s seven if you’re keeping track). Traveled over 3,100 miles, and 471 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Okay, all but the PB & J sandwiches is true. Map…
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Only in our case, if it’s Tuesday, it must be Sioux Falls, South Dakota. The temperature outside is -7f, and we spent pretty much all day in the car. We headed up from Douglas, Wyoming going to Mount Rushmore. We had spoken with Ranger Joe from the park a couple days before and he told us the park only closed Christmas and for extreme inclement weather, which was extremely rare. So we drove and drove, roads that were solid packed snow and ice. Following snow plows down long deserted highways we made our way northward. We were just three miles from the famous faces when we discovered the gate was closed for winter inclement weather. So, we turned around and headed back down the famous Black Hills. We avoided the wild donkeys, deer and wild rabbits we had seen on the way up the mountain. Slightly frustrated, we headed across South Dakota on I90, taking a small detour through the Badlands, which are difficult, but not impossible to see in the dark. Sorry, no pictures for that one! So for those who are wondering how cold is fifteen degrees below zero? First I will say it is truly cold. Yes, it may be a dry cold, but no matter what you say, they call it zero for a reason. Anything below that is just ridiculous. Thomas was talking to a store clerk about the weather. He said it was a bit colder than he was used to since he wasn’t from around here. She told him that it was it was a bit colder than they were used to and they were from around here. Nice to know they natives don’t care too much for it either. I thought people lived up here because they liked to freeze. Hmmm, learn new things everyday. After several hours of Thomas crooning to Elvis on the radio, we discovered the local stations must have known we were on a road-trip, because they started playing all kinds of songs that pertained to our trip. Songs like – Baby it’s cold outside, and – I can see for miles and miles, just as we were passing through the national grasslands, which is miles and miles of rolling prairie. My favorite was when we passed through the Badlands and we saw a sign that said, “Prairie Dogs Have Plague”. About midnight we pulled into a hotel at the opposite end of the state we started in. So I will bid you goodnight, sweet dreams and warm temperatures.
If anyone has seen the 1960’s movie “If It’s Tuesday it Must Be Belgium”, you might have an idea of what being in our car is like. We have been on the road officially for a week, and have made it through California, Nevada, Arizona, New Mexico, Colorado, Wyoming and South Dakota (that’s seven if you’re keeping track). Traveled over 3,100 miles, and 471 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Okay, all but the PB & J sandwiches is true. Map…
View Larger Map
Only in our case, if it’s Tuesday, it must be Sioux Falls, South Dakota. The temperature outside is -7f, and we spent pretty much all day in the car. We headed up from Douglas, Wyoming going to Mount Rushmore. We had spoken with Ranger Joe from the park a couple days before and he told us the park only closed Christmas and for extreme inclement weather, which was extremely rare. So we drove and drove, roads that were solid packed snow and ice. Following snow plows down long deserted highways we made our way northward. We were just three miles from the famous faces when we discovered the gate was closed for winter inclement weather. So, we turned around and headed back down the famous Black Hills. We avoided the wild donkeys, deer and wild rabbits we had seen on the way up the mountain. Slightly frustrated, we headed across South Dakota on I90, taking a small detour through the Badlands, which are difficult, but not impossible to see in the dark. Sorry, no pictures for that one! So for those who are wondering how cold is fifteen degrees below zero? First I will say it is truly cold. Yes, it may be a dry cold, but no matter what you say, they call it zero for a reason. Anything below that is just ridiculous. Thomas was talking to a store clerk about the weather. He said it was a bit colder than he was used to since he wasn’t from around here. She told him that it was it was a bit colder than they were used to and they were from around here. Nice to know they natives don’t care too much for it either. I thought people lived up here because they liked to freeze. Hmmm, learn new things everyday. After several hours of Thomas crooning to Elvis on the radio, we discovered the local stations must have known we were on a road-trip, because they started playing all kinds of songs that pertained to our trip. Songs like – Baby it’s cold outside, and – I can see for miles and miles, just as we were passing through the national grasslands, which is miles and miles of rolling prairie. My favorite was when we passed through the Badlands and we saw a sign that said, “Prairie Dogs Have Plague”. About midnight we pulled into a hotel at the opposite end of the state we started in. So I will bid you goodnight, sweet dreams and warm temperatures.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Day Six - Photos
Yes, it's a jackalope!
The North Platte River
believe it or not, there were ducks on this river!
believe it or not, there were ducks on this river!
now you HAVE to believe us!
Coming soon!
Day Six - Loveland, CO to Douglas, WY
First let me apologize for some posts being out of order, internet service through the National Forests and Parks tends to be sporadic at best, so I have been updating randomly through the trip.
Today was our day of rest. We visited my college roomate's home church called Faith Evangelical. She and her family are missionaries with Wycliffe in Kenya/Tanzania (http://www.nowjdrl.blogspot.com/). It was neat to feel at home while we were traversing the countryside. They had their special Christmas music and everyone joined in heartily. It brought tears to my eyes, the snow, the music, and how good God is for giving us this opportunity. Though we may have tough times and what we plan may not always turn out, God has a blessing in there for us.
Have a blessed Lord's day.
Today was our day of rest. We visited my college roomate's home church called Faith Evangelical. She and her family are missionaries with Wycliffe in Kenya/Tanzania (http://www.nowjdrl.blogspot.com/). It was neat to feel at home while we were traversing the countryside. They had their special Christmas music and everyone joined in heartily. It brought tears to my eyes, the snow, the music, and how good God is for giving us this opportunity. Though we may have tough times and what we plan may not always turn out, God has a blessing in there for us.
Have a blessed Lord's day.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Day Three - Photos
Look right in the center of this wall of rock and you will see one of the windows through the tunnel in Zion National Park.
This is the view from that tunnel.
Beautiful. Natural.
Coral Pink Sand Dunes
If you look closely you can see the quad tracks down the middle of the dune.
If you look closely you can see the quad tracks down the middle of the dune.
The first ornament we hung.
Here are some of the pictures from today
Coral Pink Sand Dunes in Arizona
Day Three - Kanab, UT to Grand Canyon, AZ
We rolled out of Kanab, Utah about noon looking to see the local attractions. We found the Coral Pink Sand Dunes not far from where we stayed and decided to leave our first ornament there.
The dunes rise hundreds of feet above the ground and looked like a spine snaking through the desert. The Sand was smooth and soft and squished under your feet, not like beach sand. We will have to come back with four wheelers some day and ride the dunes.
Next stop was Zion National Park in Utah. We drove through just before sunset and the light made the cliffs look as if they were on fire. This highway is not for amateurs though, if you don't like cliff side drives, I would recommend riding in the trunk with your eyes closed.
We hit the road again steering towards the Grand Canyon.
The dunes rise hundreds of feet above the ground and looked like a spine snaking through the desert. The Sand was smooth and soft and squished under your feet, not like beach sand. We will have to come back with four wheelers some day and ride the dunes.
Next stop was Zion National Park in Utah. We drove through just before sunset and the light made the cliffs look as if they were on fire. This highway is not for amateurs though, if you don't like cliff side drives, I would recommend riding in the trunk with your eyes closed.
We hit the road again steering towards the Grand Canyon.
Day Five - Santa Fe, NM to Loveland, CO
Day four we left Santa Fe, New Mexico and headed north on I25 towards Denver, Colorado. We are hoping to make it all the way to Loveland which is about 40 minutes north of Denver. It is also where my colelge roomate Jamie Lang is based. She and her husband Jeremy are missionaries to Tanzania and Kenya (http://www.nowjdrl.blogspot.com/). We drove all day passing thousands of acres of ranches and only stopped for late lunch in Trinidad just north of the New Mexico/Colorado border.
Trinidad is a quaint old fashioned town. Its history is filled with personality. Lunch at "The Cafe" was delicious and we met some great people. The Cafe is located inside the Danielson Dry Goods store. (Photos to follow). We had a chance to chat with the lady who ran the bakery. She told us about a mission trip she had gone on called Charity Water, where they go and dig wells for the villages in Africa. She was excited to meet other Christians and hear about other people we knew on the mission field.
When we left Trinidad, CO the temperature was dropping and a black storm wall was looming to the west. We drove north on Interstate 25 through Denver, pulling into Loveland around nine. We were referred to a local restaurant called McGraff's were I highly recommend the London Broil or the Nachos. Declan has decided to become a big boy and declined the high chair. He now sits in his own seat with his own plate.
Trinidad is a quaint old fashioned town. Its history is filled with personality. Lunch at "The Cafe" was delicious and we met some great people. The Cafe is located inside the Danielson Dry Goods store. (Photos to follow). We had a chance to chat with the lady who ran the bakery. She told us about a mission trip she had gone on called Charity Water, where they go and dig wells for the villages in Africa. She was excited to meet other Christians and hear about other people we knew on the mission field.
When we left Trinidad, CO the temperature was dropping and a black storm wall was looming to the west. We drove north on Interstate 25 through Denver, pulling into Loveland around nine. We were referred to a local restaurant called McGraff's were I highly recommend the London Broil or the Nachos. Declan has decided to become a big boy and declined the high chair. He now sits in his own seat with his own plate.
The Plan, if there is one...
The plan is to drive from Sonora, California where we have been visiting for the Thanksgiving holidays cross country finally ending at home in Savannah, Georgia.
Along the way we have a box of ornaments we are writing on with a sharpie and leaving in strategics spots. Where you see a picture of us with an ornament, you can go there and hopefully still see it.
If you find an ornament, please email me a picture of y'all with it! We would love to see who else has been where we have been.
We are not planning a direct route, and we have a lot of places we have dreamed of going. We have started out steering towards the Hoover Dam, then drive the strip in Vegas. See Zion National Park and of course visit the Grand Canyon. Indian ruins would be nice to see, as well as Yellowstone and Mount Rushmore. After that we will try and catch up with friends in Kansas City, see St. Louis and head to the famous Graceland in Memphis, TN. Check out the mighty Mississippi River on the way through the south, possibly stopping at a great restaurant in Tupelo (thank you Amanda!). Then head home.
Along the way we have a box of ornaments we are writing on with a sharpie and leaving in strategics spots. Where you see a picture of us with an ornament, you can go there and hopefully still see it.
If you find an ornament, please email me a picture of y'all with it! We would love to see who else has been where we have been.
We are not planning a direct route, and we have a lot of places we have dreamed of going. We have started out steering towards the Hoover Dam, then drive the strip in Vegas. See Zion National Park and of course visit the Grand Canyon. Indian ruins would be nice to see, as well as Yellowstone and Mount Rushmore. After that we will try and catch up with friends in Kansas City, see St. Louis and head to the famous Graceland in Memphis, TN. Check out the mighty Mississippi River on the way through the south, possibly stopping at a great restaurant in Tupelo (thank you Amanda!). Then head home.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Day Four - Grand Canyon, AZ to Albuquerque, NM
helloooo, hellooooo, hellooo. Do you hear me echoing? We drove late into the night and pulled in bleary eyed into Grand Canyon National Park about 9pm. We stayed at the Bright Angel Lodge overlooking the Grand Canyon. Usually rooms are booked up to two years in advance, but by the grace of God we came when the season was slow and rates had been drastically reduced. We were able to get a room looking out over the canyon. It was beautiful (photos to follow). God really knows how to do his handiwork.
We wanted to wake up to see the sunrise, so the alarm went off at an upsetting 7am. After hitting snooze a few times we threw on warm clothes, grabbed the camera, the kid and headed out. We seemed to have the park to ourselves and it was pristine. We walked several trails, then hopped in the car to drive the windy road up to Hermit's Rest, taking pictures along the way.
There were several overlooks that were too scary, even for me. They were the kind of overlooks that make the hair on your hiney prickle. So like the doting wife that I am, I handed the camera to Thomas and said, "here, you go look, I'll stay here with Declan". Poor Declan, after getting in and out of the car so many times, he started getting slower and slower. One guy laughed at me when I told Declan, "come on, let's go see some more rocks!"
Lunch was a fancy affair. Gourmet homemade raspberry jam straight from my mom's garden with Peanut Butter, made it a picnic to remember. We decided to add a rustic touch with desert of Beef Jerky.
We left the Grand Canyon going south towards Flagstaff, AZ looking for Walnut Canyon ruins. We pulled up about quarter after four and the temperature had been dropping steadily. The hour long hike had just closed right before we got there, but there was a smaller rim hike that we decided would be fun. We bundled up, Thomas put Declan in the Mei Tai on his back and we struck out. The wind cut through us and you could hear it howling through the ravines. With a rainstorm moving in, we figured we had enough pictures and headed for the safety of the visitors center.
We headed to the car to figure out the best way to get to Mount Rushmore without going through Zion Nation Park one more time (so far the record for this trip is 1x by night and 2x by day). We pulled out the trusty laptop, GPS and AAA map and figured going by way from Flagstaff, AZ through Albuquerque, NM (yeah, have fun spelling that one!) then heading north through Denver, CO finally arriving somewhere up north. It looks like Yellowstone is out on this trip. All the roads in the park seem to be closed and half the ones getting there. We will have to do that next time.
So here we are, on the road somewhere about forty minutes outside of Albuquerque (yeah, I am going to spell it as many times as I can!). When we get there we will try to find some good Mexican food. My theory is to look for the restaraunt with the most local cars in front of it. Locals usually know.
Stops today:
Grand Canyon National Park, Arizona
Walnut Canyon National Park (cliff dwellings), Arizona
drove, drove, drove into New Mexico
We wanted to wake up to see the sunrise, so the alarm went off at an upsetting 7am. After hitting snooze a few times we threw on warm clothes, grabbed the camera, the kid and headed out. We seemed to have the park to ourselves and it was pristine. We walked several trails, then hopped in the car to drive the windy road up to Hermit's Rest, taking pictures along the way.
There were several overlooks that were too scary, even for me. They were the kind of overlooks that make the hair on your hiney prickle. So like the doting wife that I am, I handed the camera to Thomas and said, "here, you go look, I'll stay here with Declan". Poor Declan, after getting in and out of the car so many times, he started getting slower and slower. One guy laughed at me when I told Declan, "come on, let's go see some more rocks!"
Lunch was a fancy affair. Gourmet homemade raspberry jam straight from my mom's garden with Peanut Butter, made it a picnic to remember. We decided to add a rustic touch with desert of Beef Jerky.
We left the Grand Canyon going south towards Flagstaff, AZ looking for Walnut Canyon ruins. We pulled up about quarter after four and the temperature had been dropping steadily. The hour long hike had just closed right before we got there, but there was a smaller rim hike that we decided would be fun. We bundled up, Thomas put Declan in the Mei Tai on his back and we struck out. The wind cut through us and you could hear it howling through the ravines. With a rainstorm moving in, we figured we had enough pictures and headed for the safety of the visitors center.
We headed to the car to figure out the best way to get to Mount Rushmore without going through Zion Nation Park one more time (so far the record for this trip is 1x by night and 2x by day). We pulled out the trusty laptop, GPS and AAA map and figured going by way from Flagstaff, AZ through Albuquerque, NM (yeah, have fun spelling that one!) then heading north through Denver, CO finally arriving somewhere up north. It looks like Yellowstone is out on this trip. All the roads in the park seem to be closed and half the ones getting there. We will have to do that next time.
So here we are, on the road somewhere about forty minutes outside of Albuquerque (yeah, I am going to spell it as many times as I can!). When we get there we will try to find some good Mexican food. My theory is to look for the restaraunt with the most local cars in front of it. Locals usually know.
Stops today:
Grand Canyon National Park, Arizona
Walnut Canyon National Park (cliff dwellings), Arizona
drove, drove, drove into New Mexico
Day Two - Photos from the Hoover Dam - Nevada/Arizona state line
The Hoover Dam at night
Yes, it's that far down!
Bigger than you think.
Visitors Center
Yes, it's that far down!
Bigger than you think.
Visitors Center
Day Two - Bakersfield, CA to Kanab, UT
Greetings from the road. We are having a great trip so far. We have spent much time on the road, but it was well worth it. We have seen shooting stars falling into canyons, moonlit craters as we drove at night and deer and jackrabbits as they graze. The deer that is. The Hoover Dam was lit up casting its light into the sky in a show of power and strength. Finally we came to rest in a little town called Kanab, Utah.
We left Bakersfield first thing in the morning. After crossing some hilly country, we came to the Mojave Desert. When they say nothing lives in the desert, they mean nothing. It was the most barren wasteland I have ever seen. Houses were very sporatic, but there none the less, making us wonder who would live in a place so harsh. I didn't get an answer.
We left Bakersfield first thing in the morning. After crossing some hilly country, we came to the Mojave Desert. When they say nothing lives in the desert, they mean nothing. It was the most barren wasteland I have ever seen. Houses were very sporatic, but there none the less, making us wonder who would live in a place so harsh. I didn't get an answer.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Day Two - Photos from the Road
A full moon rises over the Mojave Desert
Houses seen along the Mojave "River"
A Long Road
Sand dunes along the Mojave River
The Mojave riverbed, complete with 4 wheeler tracks
The famous Mojave River. Notice the dry riverbed behind it.
The Mojave Desert. Beautiful. Desolate.
Desert nature
Joshua Tree
The only trees we saw all day.
The landscape had no vegetation. No wildlife to be seen.
Windmills are a main energy source for the state of California. They are found up and down the valleys as you pass through the desert.
Big daddy windmill.
the landscape.
My favorite picture of the day.
This guy was waving at us like crazy. I don't think they get many visitors!
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