





It was a quiet night in the desert with occasional howls of some animal excited by the bright moon which glowed so brightly that it never became dark.
After breakfast and clearing camp we ventured off to explore the desert sites, amazed at how drastically different each site was. After climbing some sand dunes, we took an insane drive up narrow roads on very steep cliffs into the mountains to experience driving through Titus canyon. We were silent in the car because we spent the entire time admiring how the roads were only narrow enough for one car and on both sides rose steep, tall mountains (pictured above).
After Titus canyon we drove down towards Dante’s view where you can see all the way down to the salt basins, a drastic drop with a beautiful view (picture with Doug above). Then, we ventured out to that salt basin stopping to see Artist’s palate (mountains decorated in a wide array of natural colors-see above) and devils golf course (vast mounds of salt-see picture with Doug above). The salt basin was impressive, especially the texture under your feet, similar to snow crunching, but harder (Picture with Rebekah sitting above).
We had every intention of camping back roads that evening, and we were trying to find a place on our way out of the park to have a good start in the morning toward Joshua Tree. Our attempts, however, were unsuccessful. There were no places left in the park to get gas, which limited our exploration. We thought we found a place 5 miles off the road, started to set up camp when the winds picked up. We tried to move the jeep to help give us shelter from the wind, and found that the jeep was stuck…..Doug had to work to push it out. After seeing several dust devils we decided that the wind was just too strong to feel good about camping for the night, so we headed out keeping our eyes open for other possibilities on the way. The entire way out was vast openness where the wind was still very strong, and without gas for further exploration, we ended up leaving the park and driving until late at night to stay in a motel. Oh well, now we are ahead of schedule, at the very least.