In Willy’s closet I have seen close to twenty t-shirts with names of diner’s from LA to Massachusetts. He will eat at any diner, then buy it’s shirt: Alice’s Diner Somerset Grill Homeskillet Mel’s Willy’s eyes get big when he looks at the menu. “What’ll it be?” asks the server. Willy will be on … Continue reading Watching Willy Eat
I have one day off during the busy holiday weekend so I stay nearby. There is another canyon in Tucki (Tuck-eye) Mountain I haven't hiked called Little Bridge, named after its main feature, a natural bridge, little, but not so little you can't walk under it. I pass caravans of tourists headed for the sand … Continue reading Little Bridge
Thirsty on account of a spring run dry Ain't got nobody to give me a swig Twenty miles from Stovepipe I'm standin here worried Trouble runnin through my mind Crickets, cattails, and cottonwoods but a spring run dry Though I see it runnin in my mind Turn around go on back Go on back
Mesquite Flat. Scotty's Castle Road. I've got my thumb out in a sand storm. Cant even see Stovepipe. Not much traffic. I've just come out of an unusual and beautiful remote canyon in the Grapevine Mountains called Titanothere, named after a feeble minded dinosaur, an ancestor of the modern day rhinoceros. Some guy found its … Continue reading Titanothere
From my porch chair I can see the Grapevine and Funeral Mountains and their alluvial fans that rise and disappear in heat waves that lead into remote and eerie gulches and canyons that geologists get hard over. And pull me. I've read about the geology of this region-but with a distracted brain. I will not … Continue reading Mesquite Flat
I live at the base of Tucki Mountain, below a gravel wash that leads to Mosaic Canyon, one of the more popular day hikes in Death Valley. I get off work in the afternoon and head up the wash to Mosaic, passed thirsty bushes, away from the lonely boys working at Stovepipe, away from air … Continue reading Mosaic
"I can get you a ride in the laundry truck to the park" M says over the phone. I got a job in Death Valley--housekeeper. It seems I cannot spend a year away from the place. I bought the Michael Digonnet guide. I'll explore canyons on my days off! Looking forward to creosote and pinyon-juniper smells, … Continue reading Back to the desert!