Another fine and pleasant day.

I went a little further out in my Mojave desert quest looking for scrapyards this week and stopped just shy of Death Valley.

Its easy to forget that the California desert originally came with the promise of gold, something which appears to be having a bit of a comeback with a several mines reopening, but pretty much kept on the down low. At least that’s what one Randsburg local told me. At $2,500 dollars an ounce at time of writing, I’m tempted to get a shovel and start digging. Anyway….

There’s a real peace that comes with total solitude, especially out in the desert. As much as a photograph cannot beat the real thing, it can take you back there..

“Most of my wandering in the desert I've done alone. Not so much from choice as from necessity - I generally prefer to go into places where no one else wants to go. I find that in contemplating the natural world my pleasure is greater if there are not too many others contemplating it with me, at the same time.”

Edward Abbey