So, still traveling, still not fully connected, still having lots of stuff to do, still not reading blogs or writing much on this blog.
In our travels, I did take a little time to snap a few photos.
I won’t go into my usual long narrative. Just photos.
Fist up, Hoover Dam. The most impressive thing about Hoover Dam is the water level. Specifically, the bathtub ring showing what the water level used to be . . .
Think about how big the lake is, and then think about how much below normal the current water level is.
The Dam itself is impressive. Less so, the number of people visiting it.
I took more photos, obviously, but these are from the phone. My Nikon Photos will have to wait.
Next up . . .
Impressive beasts . . .
To give a sense of scale, an old man posed in front of one. The trunk of that particular tree was split into three . . . Or, maybe, it was made from three completely separate trees.
Regardless, still impressive. Here is the view from inside (it must have gone through a fire).
This next one had toppled a few years back. These trees are even more impressive when resting horizontally. If you look carefully at the photo, you can see people climbing on it.
From massive trees, to weird trees.
These Joshua Trees are related to the Yucca plant, and, other than being trees, look very much like them. These trees grow an inch a year . . . Most of these trees are much older than we are.
Joshua trees are named after a Mormon expression relating to their early history in this region. It seems a man named Joshua would often urinate behind these giants.
One day, as he was doing his business, a buddy of his came by and slapped Joshua in the back as he asked what kind of tree that was. The slap caused Joshua’s manhood to be shish-kabobbed on the spiny leaves.
“Joshua!” Joshua cried out.
He wasn’t yelling out his name. No, it was actually a combination of “Jesus, ouch, and aahh!”
The name stuck.
That’s why I always pee on rocks, and never, ever, between two rocks.
Now, some might question my narrative, but it is my narrative, and I’m sticking with it. Others claim a Bibical connection, but, since they make up stuff like I make up stuff, I say my narrative trumps theirs. Or at lest, it does on this blog.
This particular park is quite stark and desolate. Perfect for someone not keen on seeing other people.
Anyway, in a few days, the first part of our journey (the travel part) should come to an end.
A few days after that, I should be able to get back to a somewhat regular schedule for both composing more blog posts and for reading the posts of the people I follow.
Thank you for your patience and understanding.
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