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DAY 169 2/26/2013 Mojave National Preserve

Our driving has been through desert after desert.  Acrid open land with dots.  Bushes, scrub, and Pinyon really, and then tumble weeds when wind or conditions demand.  We’ve seen the dots of Texas,  New Mexico, Arizona and even Colorado.  Now we drive South in search of warmth and to see more desert, yes, and more dots.  If you’ve flown West, you’ve seen them.  Hillsides are dotted, most have no forest, just dots.  Bushes of many size and shape.  The forests are at higher elevations and cling in valleys.  If you’ve driven West you’ve seen the wind-blown tumble weeds trapped in barbed wire.  Trying to reach the other side they gather on the fences.

But seriously the desert is alive.  Very alive!  Even the soils in many of these areas is a beautiful symbiosis of cyanobacteria, fungi, green and brown algae, lichens and mosses.  We saw Cryptogamic soil in a variety of arid settings from Big Bend, Texas to Betatakin, in AZ.  This fragile crust lives and stabilizes the soil itself.  A protection against soil loss to the elements, erosion and wind.  But just stepping on it disrupts this and can takes years to repair.  Lesson; stay on the trail!  Soil really is more valuable than gold.  It supports our food chain.  The dustbowls of midwest attest to the crucial part soils play.  We also see, over and over, where water is life.  Water makes a town.  Water makes tourism.  Water is food.  Communities thrive near water and move when trouble comes or wells dry up.  Lesson; conserve water.  Really.  We can’t believe people water grass back home.  (and even the golf courses or hotel lawns out here!)  Summer grass is meant to be dormant and a bit brown, grow less and allow you more time for Summer fun.  Really.

The 1.6 MILLION-ACRE Mojave Preserve varies from about 800 feet elevation near Baker to a spine  of mountains including 7929′ Clark Mountain.  These features create at least 30 identifiable habitats.  Moisture, elevation, wind, soil and sun exposure create such a variety.  Pinyon Woodlands, Joshua Tree Woodlands, Cactus-Yucca Scrub, Desert Dunes, Creosote Bush Scrub and Desert Wash ranging from the higher elevations down create a surprising array.

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Staying randomly at Hole-in-the-Wall Campground we were treated to some of this variety.   We especially enjoyed the dirt road we followed leaving the park.  We drove 30 or 40 miles of Mojave Desert dirt road and even saw a bicyclist entering the preserve alone there.  The Western slopes were full of Joshua Trees.  A fellow camper said there are more here than in Joshua Tree National Park.

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We hiked a cool trail called the Rings Trail which carries you around a smaller mountain or butte, then up through a slot canyon of sorts.

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There were no warning signs and just subtle NPS trail markers to follow “keeping the butte on your right all the way” as the ranger suggested.

The animal life too, is varied.  Lizards, Mojave Rattlesnake, and the Colorado Sidewinder can be found (but mostly avoided by us).  We saw the big eared Blacktail Jackrabbit, birds, Quail, and raptors, scat from fox or coyote.  The kit fox is the size of a house cat, sure wish we’d seen one.  The Desert Tortoise is a protected species out here.  Brochures and signs suggest checking the shade under your car in Summer.  Even the tortoise seek shade, but need your caution as you prepare to leave.

So yes, there are more than dots in the desert.

-David

DAY 160 2/17/2013 Durango Colorado

Serendipity landed us in the welcome parking direction arms of Geno from Maine as he guided us into Durango’s Lower Columbine lot.  “Just pa-ahk near the back and it’ll be fine”.  We visited and I particularly enjoyed the Main-ah pronunciation of “Mon-aww-rch” as we told him our little story.  The usual glint formed in his eyes as we went up toward that nice dinner at the resort and a good nights cozy sleep.

Apres Ski Smiles, Durango Style!

Apres Ski Smiles, Durango Style!

Durango proved to be a very nice ski area, I’m glad they cling a bit to their old name, Purgatory.  Dante’s, Limbo, Hades, and Pitchfork among others make for a fun theme of trail names.  The most notable terrain feature though are the shelves.

Afternoon sun gleams on the rolling terrain shelves

Afternoon sun gleams on the rolling terrain shelves above the Village

Every trail seems to roll along, flowing from gentle to sudden steep pitches.  Dropping out from under you, over and over.  Rolly-polly, undulating ground leading lower and lower.  Such fun to let the skis lead me down, pressing my legs sideways to compress a pre-jump and stay on the ground.  Maybe you had to be there, maybe you had to see it,

The next day we had the distinct joy of lunch in town with Christy and Steve, friends of my sister Meg.  We laughed and bubbled through dozens of stories.  Included, of course, was their own early trip into Durango that led to moving here and leaving the family/company arms of the also incredible Merritt company/family!  They have skied, worked, sailed the Caribbean living on a sailboat for a year and and seem to have that same sense for life that leads to daily joy also. Kindred.  We really hope to visit with them again.  I may have to buy Meg a plane ticket out here to press her to take her own visit with them and to see Colorado.

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Our own lack of planning almost made us miss out on that lunch.  After skiing, night fell quickly and our “serendipitous selves” hadn’t found a “campsite”.  We sometimes hide, sometimes park in plain sight.  That eve I thought a parking spot under a streetlight on Fort Lewis College looked un-noticeable.  Ha!  At 9:30 a campus security officer knocked on our door (First time on the whole trip!) and gave us an “out”.  “You’re not planning on sleeping here are you?”  There is a city ordinance against “camping” anywhere inside city limits.  Thank goodness for Walmart! We found a store 3 miles away and didn’t have to drive far so tired. (This is the second city that seems bent upon keeping campers and Trampers from sleeping peacefully, Saint Augustine, FL was first).

-David

DAYS 107 to 110 – The Push Through New Mexico

Winter is here in the West! So, New Mexico was, unfortunately given short shrift.

It’s a beautiful state. We’ve visited before, about 16 years ago with Olivia. We loved the Zuni Mountains, Jemez Springs and Santa Fe. It was in New Mexico 16 years ago that we visited the Acoma Pueblo Indian Reservation and witnessed an awesome Powwow.

But, because we worried a bit about getting into our long-term campground at Monarch Mountain in the snow, we hightailed it through the Land of Enchantment.

Our journey north took three nights of sleeping in New Mexico. Our campsites varied widely. The first night was in a good old Walmart parking lot in the town of Carlsbad.

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The night of 12/30, was much more interesting. We drove into the tiny town of Vaughn and stopped for gas. Turns out, we decided to spend the night in the gas station’s vast parking lot.

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During the night, the wind kicked up and roared across the desert, bringing a few inches of fine, dry snow with it.

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It was somewhat of a noisy night, considering the wind and the nearby train tracks! Lucky for us, they weren’t using the train horn.

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Tumbleweed! Lined up on the fences after a windy night.

The next night, on New Year’s Eve, we found ourselves in Carson National Forest not too far from Taos, NM.

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Carson National Forest

Calling this huge area a forest, in the middle of the big empty desert, was a stretch. There were not many trees! We pulled off the two-lane highway down an unpaved forest road.

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It was maybe one of the coolest free spots we’ve camped in! Away from the highway, sheltered by a couple of big juniper bushes, we rang in the New Year.

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The Rocky Mountains get bigger on the road to Monarch, Colorado.

The Rocky Mountains get bigger on the road to Monarch, Colorado.

We had about an hour of daylight left on New Year’s Day when we pulled into the Heart of the Rockies campground, just a few miles down the valley from Monarch ski mountain. We were finally in Colorado!

Here, the Tramper and Marfa, the 4Runner, will get a break from each other for the next month. We settled in, cozy in the Tramper that David made.

And now, let the skiing begin!

– Jane

DAY 55, 11/8/2012 Back on the ROAD!

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWe are back in our groove.  The truck runs well, better than before.  The oil is as clean as honey having been changed 4 times now since our August purchase.  First was at home upon my greeting it to our fleet.  Next, was “early” at about 800 miles in Maine as a rinse-out treat still being a new vehicle to me.  Then because the head gasket blew, #3 was in Rosendale, NY.  Finally I did one extra in Towson to rinse out any water or antifreeze contaminants following the NY repair.  Silly me, now it can be at each 3000miles; but I sure hope its all enough…

More importantly here we go!  We drove South.  Southwest really, right through Harpers Ferry and down parallel to Skyline Drive.

A fearsome shark(dinosaur?). Don't worry, he's behind a fence.

A fearsome shark(dinosaur?). Don’t worry, he’s behind a fence.

Near Front Royal we turn South, but first a trip to Dinosaur Land.

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A gaping dinosaur convinces Jane to stop for a photo

We might have driven up and into that beautiful ridge had we not delayed so long in the New York Fall.  Leaves are more abundant here, yet still brown-grey is a dominant color.  We see temperatures in the 60’s in Central VA and North Carolina, so Jane will be buffeted by gentle weather soon.

We detoured to a very nice county park to mountain bike with an old friend at Preddy Creek, VA.  The trails were well sculpted, following terrain lines around and lulling our ride at near the same elevation in a gentle 3-4 mile loop.  It is a multi-use example of how trails can support differing users and remain sustainable while still being great fun.  The older original trails there are noticeably different, some slashed by 4 wheelers with no regard to drainage.  OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThese showed signs of erosion and will soon be addressed by the Mt bike volunteers.  OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAAll cities and counties could take a lesson from here or Franklin Falls, NH where bikers see trail work as part of the investment in their sport and health.

The end of the day prompted our next question: Where should we camp?  we drove South until fatigue was overwhelmed by better sense.  Stop soon!  Drove into Misty Mountain Campground where after hours check-in could have put us next to several “Rock-Star buses” (Big RV’s) for $34 per night.  OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERANot this time.  We don’t need water, electric or anything other than sleep.  We floated down from Rockfish Gap toward Waynesboro and landed in an abandoned school parking lot.

The school is available for lease or sale if you have an interest in this area.  We slept great.  I loved the first two or three trains that blasted their presence in the mid-night chill.  Somehow the other four or five were less romantic.  I did sleep very well through 7:30 and suggested this WiFi breakfast at Big Apple Bagels.

Preddy Creek trails

Preddy Creek trails

Oddly lost was the Big Apple frosty sales pitch; our cashier was warmly Southern as he greeted and oriented us as first time guests.  Even giving us the complimentary mini muffins with a true listening smile.

Jane and I find ourselves right back in the groove wondering and asking locals; where should we go tomorrow?

– David

 

 

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We "camp" at an abandoned school

We “camp” at an abandoned school

“The Movie of the Road”

…here’s a little slideshow

On the Interstate, My mind and eyes are never relaxed.  On these backroads, I am breathing, thinking, musing about life and generations of lives.  I meet PEOPLE in the stores.

– David