We’ve been hanging out in the Mojave Desert.
This time we chose not to go to Mojave National Preserve. We’ve instead spent our time exploring some lesser known out of the way places.
Such as Owl Canyon.
This BLM campground was really nice, very uncrowded, and provided garbage cans, nice picnic tables, and shade awnings. The sites were quite spacious, and there was much to explore. With our senior pass, the price was $3.00 a night.
Most people come here for this wonderful hike up Owl Canyon.
We spent a couple of nights at Owl Canyon Campground, exploring some smaller canyons too.
Then we moved on south to Sawtooth Canyon, down in the Lucerne Valley. Much of this area is ATV territory…you can see the damage done to the fragile landscape everywhere.
Up until about five years ago, Sawtooth Canyon was also becoming a desolate wasteland from being mismanaged. The BLM finally stepped in and made it off limits to all ATV’s and all hunting. What a precious resource it is, and now mostly rock-climbers, wildflower watchers, and birders go there to enjoy the area, though you find remnants of broken glass and shotgun casings littered everywhere.
It actually made me proud of our government for taking a stand to save this treasure.
Some of the blooming wildflowers we encountered, hiking around here.
And a few of the feathered local residents entertaining us.
Leaving Sawtooth Canyon, we drove south through Joshua Tree National Monument. This area seemed really tired and very dry already, even though it’s only March. The repercussions of last year’s drought I assume.
We didn’t camp there. It felt a bit too claustrophobic with the sights right on top of each other and quite crowed, so instead we dry camped just south of the park, where we didn’t have to listen to noisy neighbors.
The break of dawn, and an early morning playtime for Pia in the desert…
Packing up, we decide to take a little jaunt down by the Salton Sea, to check out some birds for awhile.
On a stop for some coffee and gas, these handsome fellows we met charmed me into giving them a few pieces of my cracker.
I thought if I continued, he would soon be inside the van with us, coming along for the adventure!
We keep rolling along. ❧