OffBeat Pathfinder Basecamp

Sat on the Stone Arch Bridge at sunset, watched the river eat the sky. Felt like poetry, so I wrote some. Minnesota’s good for that.

If you never got lost out at Joshua Tree you aint done it right. Came in late Friday, sky already going purple, boulders like giants frozen in the sand.
Ate bad gas station tacos, hiked up to Skull Rock, took more wrong turns than right but somehow always ended up back at my car.
Stayed up all ...

Last time I was there, saw a dude in fairy wings teaching tai chi on the boardwalk. Ended up playing bongos with a grandmother who claims she met Jerry Garcia. 12/10, would vibe again.

If Mars and Dr. Seuss had a baby, it would be Little Finland. Got lost three times just getting here—my GPS tried to sell me a timeshare in Mesquite.
By the time I found the turnoff, my car was covered in more dust than a Vegas slot machine on Monday morning.
Walked into the desert thinking ...