We woke too late on Saturday to head for the desert, so we went the other way: out to the Pacific Coast Highway and up Topanga Canyon. Two years I’ve lived here and it’s less than twenty miles, and still I never made it there until this weekend. It
The Raven and I went out on a long daytrip yesterday, into the Owens Valley then east, towards Death Valley. We passed by the Famous U2 Joshua Tree — the site was infested with pilgrims as we went by — and dropped down into Panamint Springs past
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I was heading east about ten years ago, having slept little in a motel room in Wells, NV. The Pequop Mountains rolled past, and the Toana Range, and their pinyons and junipers made me long to sleep beneath them, a dangerous sentiment.
I stopped
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