End of the Road

I told Martin and Graham today that I think Ocotillo is a lot like Grand Turk. You sit around doing nothing for hours that are then interrupted by crazy adventure.

This evening, we took BLM Route 091 to the end of the road.

It dead ended at the wilderness area at the base of the Coyote Mountains. This seems crazy when you look at the pictures, but this is what we see from the back yard.

The Jeep handles great in the desert. It is definitely not made for the highway, but it is definitely made for the desert. I want another one. 091 goes from a trail, to a path, to a wash, to..well nothing.

"It's a little tight for the Jeep, don't you think?" says Martin.

"No, its made for the Jeep."

The light was very cool at the end of the day.

We decided to hike to the top of the first ridge.

I will title this last picture: "Not prepared for the life experience."

You would think that the desert is just sand and you could walk around like being on a beach. But the desert is full of razor sharp rocks, cactus, and thorny plants. I got pretty messed up.

And if that's not enough...

Long boarding down S2. Imperial County, California