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During our two-or-so hour Salton Sea sojourn, there was much to be seen as light fell swiftly. Leaving Bombay Beach, our group trailed up the gravely roads on foot paralleling the Chocolate Mountains, which revealed their every crevice with the setting sun. This is a fleeting memento of the transient memories and of more to [...]
Chris and I passed through Bombay Beach on our way to visit family camping on the east side of the Salton Sea. We only had about twenty minutes to spend due to a considerate gesture gone awry. The quiet, downtrodden neighborhood is the desolate ruin of a glamorous vestige. Vintage cars sit unscathed by the [...]
Funny that the irony in the name Garbage Beach, one of a handful of pristine seashores at Sunset Cliffs, is that there is none. Once upon a time the upper canyons housed a landfill, much of which I’m told washed away at sea. Now if you take the walk down the precipitous cliffs by means [...]
Mission Basilica San Diego de Alcala is the first of the 21-mission system that made its way up and along the Californian coast. The expedition of Franciscan Friars on the Baja mission was led by Father Junipero Serra (a face you become well-accustomed to in San Diego) who established the mission on July 16, 1769. [...]
A couple of hours after catching up with Chris in San Diego, we perambulated Balboa Park absorbing a multitude of incredibly pristine detail every which way we turned. As any place with such grandeur, a long-lasting history endures. Balboa Park was once known as City Park, a dedicated public park with 1,400 acres of “scrub-filled [...]
Chris and I mostly drove through Hollywood. I wasn’t particularly interested in the place. A lot of it is rundown just outside the “glamorous” part. I was a good tourist though as we trekked up a street to find a decent view of the sign. If you followed it all the way to the end [...]
In an epiphanic moment, additional photos from my summer travels presented themselves on my not-at-home office computer. I was so excited to find something I forgot, but unknowingly misplaced! Anyhow, Chris and I traveled through the Mojave and Sonoran Deserts* on the 5- or 6-hour drive back from the Grand Canyon. Never before had I [...]
We arrived at the South Rim of the Grand Canyon just before the break of dawn. With fingers crossed, we got there just in the nick of time to find ourselves, shake off the delirium and get it together for some amazing views as the sun raced slowly above the canyon walls. It was a [...]
The Grand Canyon is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. It simply takes your breath away. And if you’re susceptible, it can also give you a slight sense of nausea and vertigo (obviously). No matter where I stood, how I mounted my camera or what angle I tried to impose, I still feel [...]
Chris and I ventured to the Grand Canyon after two flights, on little sleep, immediately followed by a four-hour drive to the national park to arrive at sunrise for optimum photographic value. In the lowest of early morning light, we were dismayed by the temporary construction of a viewpoint thinking we drove all this way [...]
To celebrate the Fourth of July, what better way than appropriately spending it in an All-American town? Chris and I headed up to Cooperstown, NY to enjoy the fanciful delights of excellent beer, little league, fireworks, rural heritage and, of course, the Baseball Hall of Fame (FEE-FIE-FOE-FRIGGEN-BASEBALL). Our voyage began with the notion to drink [...]
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