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Old Woman Springs Ranch Tour

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Girls Go Adventuring Wear hats. Sun is intense.

 

Morongo Basin Historical Society  led a tour to Old Woman Springs Ranch. I’ve waited 28 years for this. Since it is private property, I’d never seen the Ranch up close, unlike some, who jump the fence and trespass. [Ahem] I was prepared for water in the desert but the effect is just stunning. Many thanks to the Historical Society for the opportunity to finally see this place up close. If you are not a member, consider joining! Jill and I are members. This tour is not the only benefit of membership but it’s near the top of the list.

 

 

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Gratuitous Art Shot

 

 

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Jill & Algae Ball-this made Jill very happy

This grotto away from Hwy 247 was a lovely surprise. Deep, cool, shady with clear water. Clear enough to see large trout swimming.

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Island in one of the lakes

 

 

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Largest of the lakes with coots and ducks. Walked all the way around on the levee.

 

 

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Another gratuitous art shot

Touring the Art

I went on the mobile art tour today, riding in an enormous art car shaped like a VW bus. We heard about various art pieces from a curator, who built it and factoids about a few of the many, many installations.

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Camp Sacred Sandy Pigeon Coop

At 7:00 in the morning so curtains drawn and no one is up yet. As the day/sun progresses, the facade goes into the shade. I made a special point of going by to get an early morning shot.

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Karouch is already thinking of what art he can contribute next year to the magnificent gallery that is the playa. I believe they are having a great time.

Travel Out of Time

My life is not measured by the number of breaths that I take but by the number of moments that take my breath away. I’ve inhaled hugely. I’ve exhaled with intention and gratitude.

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YONDER-ING SUCCESS

Brassy bits been removed. Stress and desperate phone calls. Chris, proprietor of Desert Bound RV does not instill confidence, does not answer his phone nor return calls. He now has the non-functioning device, and my receipt and I’m out $110 cash. I had to have the work done by a friend of friend. Thanks Bill!

 

simple_propaneThe good news is that everything is working and I’m on track to hit the road. Stove connected to new propane tank and fridge cold and stocked with all the essentials.

 

 

 

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SNAFU

propaneThe shiny, brassy bits in the middle there are not functioning. In fact, when I try to use this set up, big propane leak. Not good. May delay my wild blue adventure. But not by very much.

 

My first shift with Emergency Services is on the 14th. ETA to playa 13th for acclimating. Everything else is ready to go.

Wild Blue Yonder

That blue, blue sky behind me is stunning, no? Photo credit: Stacy Doolittle. She happened by as I was prepping TANK for 12th trip to the playa, aka Burning Man. We blast off into that wild blue yonder soon, me and Bela, the Burner Cat. This will be her 10th Burn, more than most humans.

 

Also behind me is the blue shower water barrel; I’m dragging the garden hose up the ladder and cleaning it for the trip. Lots to do yet before we leave. Propane issues top the list. Upgrade to enlarge propane storage capacity seems to have backfired. TANK is sturdy, if ancient. Named by Rick Corbin. May he rest in peace. When asked his opinion about my 1-ton-chasis van purchase, he inspected and crawling out from underneath, looked up to me and said, “Karen, this thing is a TANK!”  Thus the vanity plate which reads ‘O TANK U’.

 

Bumper Stickers on the back of TANK:

Be Your Own Goddess   Drug Abuse Is Bad The Drug War is Worse    TTITD (That Thing In The Desert-code for Burning Man)    What Would Neil Young Do?   and my favorite, actually ON the bumper:

My Inner Child Is An Honor Student At Black Rock City High

Thanks to the Air Force for use of their theme song. No sailing the mighty Highway 395 until Chris, Desert Bound RV, helps me to unravel the gaseous mystery and lack of working stove and fridge. More later.

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