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{"id":202,"date":"2011-03-11T04:59:27","date_gmt":"2011-03-11T04:59:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jfmac.local\/~jf\/wordpress\/?p=202"},"modified":"2011-03-11T04:59:27","modified_gmt":"2011-03-11T04:59:27","slug":"spring-break","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.whufu.com\/wpwhu\/?p=202","title":{"rendered":"Spring Break!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Well, I&#8217;m traveling again, and here on the first night out I find  myself parked at a cold and very windy pull-off 40 feet off of <strong> California 120<\/strong>, about 3 steep miles from <strong>US 395 <\/strong>and<strong> Lee Vining<\/strong>.\u00a0 It&#8217;s dark and 7pm, and I have nothing better to  do than to take up this blog again on the WordPress I run on my  laptop.\u00a0 I really don&#8217;t have many other options, since the temperature is dropping 5 degrees an hour and it&#8217;s windy and I  am after all parked on the side of a road &#8230; so I listen to the NPR classical  station and catch up on my off-line activities and get back into the rhythm of spending quiet  evenings in my comfy blue box.<\/p>\n<p>One quiet night in Florida on my last trip I got a call offering me a gig to teach a session of <em>IS 101 &#8211; Introduction to Computers<\/em> at <em>Truckee Meadows Community College.<\/em> I had quite enjoyed teaching a similar course back in  Marin, and it&#8217;s one of the regrets of my move to Reno that I left there at the  exact moment when I had finally connected on that job, which could have grown  into a nice little permanent thang if only I had stayed there.<\/p>\n<p>So here I am with my fancy camper van and a life that I am setting up  to be on the road a lot, so what do I get?\u00a0 I get a  job whose basic requirement is to be in the same place for four and a half months  at a time.\u00a0 Oh the irony&#8230;\u00a0 But what does this have to do with this post and this trip?\u00a0 Well, it&#8217;s <em>Spring Break<\/em> of course!\u00a0 Since I am tethered to Reno for the whole semester, that one week of freedom takes on a much greater  importance that it otherwise would.<\/p>\n<p>At the end of my epic East Coast road trip I had planned to camp in <strong>Death Valley<\/strong>, but I ended up driving through with only a quick stop, because the ole&#8217; El Nino monsoon pattern was  setting up over Southern California and I thought it was the better part  of valor to get the heck out of there, and I&#8217;m glad I did.\u00a0 But I  consoled myself with the idea that I could return <em>now<\/em>, at spring break, when  the flowers would be starting to take off.<\/p>\n<p>I taught my Thursday at 11 class, had a slice and a salad at the (quite nice) TMCC cafeteria, and here I am three hours down US 395. Tomorrow I will either take a left at Lone Pine and head to Death  Valley or I will keep blasting down the highway to look for flowers in  the southern desert (Anza Borrego) instead.\u00a0 I really have no idea which  I&#8217;ll do.<\/p>\n<h3>Friday<\/h3>\n<p>In the quickly warming morning (5 degrees an hour in the other direction also!) I find that I am parked in a beautiful spot!\u00a0 I can see <strong>Mono Lake<\/strong> in the distance through the trees, and my old friend <strong>Lee Vining Creek<\/strong> is rushing right below me, making a helluva spring thaw racket that I  didn&#8217;t recognize last night because of the wind.\u00a0 There is a spur of the  Sierras right in front of me and another to my right (with the lake to  my left and the creek to my left and down).\u00a0 No traffic to speak of, so I  hung out for 1\/2 hour just diggin&#8217; the creek and lake view.<\/p>\n<p>First order of business was to buy painfully expensive diesel in Lee  Vining &#8211; oh if only I&#8217;d stopped in Minden.\u00a0 It was SO expensive that the  pump ATM cut me off at $75 &#8230; 13 gallons for $75 &#8211; EEK!\u00a0 It turned  out to be a good thing that I couldn&#8217;t fill up.\u00a0 I got way cheaper gas down the road at the Indian Reservation  above Lone Pine.<\/p>\n<p>Breakfast at The Stove in <strong>Mammoth<\/strong>.\u00a0 Crazy tall piles of snow in  Mammoth, 10&#8242; &#8211; 15&#8242; piles of snow everywhere, completely covered a little  one-story insurance building.<\/p>\n<p>Slow easy drive down the extra-lovely 395, to eventually ending up at <strong> Tuttle Creek CG<\/strong> near the <strong>Alabama Hills<\/strong> outside <strong>Lone Pine<\/strong>.\u00a0 Still don&#8217;t  know if I&#8217;ll go to Death Valley or not.\u00a0 From the vantage point of Tuttle Creek, the waxing moon  makes the <strong>Owens Valley<\/strong> look spectacular tonight, which is a great  argument for going to Death Valley and getting more of that fine desert moonshine tomorrow night..<\/p>\n<h3>Saturday<\/h3>\n<p>Well, Death Valley it is!\u00a0 I return to the very friendly little  bakery\/coffee\/wifi place in downtown Lone Pine for an hour or so of wifi-ing &#8211;  planning the next four days and catching up on my news and sports sites.\u00a0  Martha called, and it turns out she will not be in San Diego till Tuesday &#8230; which gives me an extra night to play with!<\/p>\n<p>The jog over from 395 through <strong>Death Valley<\/strong> looks so easy on the map that I always forget that it is a <em>f&#8212; of a lot of driving<\/em>.\u00a0  I begin full of enthusiasm, driving around the much wetter-than-usual <strong>Owens Dry Lakebed<\/strong>, formerly Owens Lake before the <strong>LADWP<\/strong> (Los Angeles Department of Water and Power) stole  the life of this enchanted valley.\u00a0 There I hit SR 174, which I last drove in the other direction in monsoon rains  and fog in late December.\u00a0 For the first time I actually stopped at <strong>Panamint  Springs<\/strong>.\u00a0 It always looks user-friendly as I zoom past, and up close on a mild spring day it seems to really be user-friendly.\u00a0 It comprises a pleasant looking  little desert campground ($7!) across the road from a bar\/restaurant  with good beers on tap and a wide porch from which to watch the sunset.\u00a0 Gotta plan a stop here oneofthesedays&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>But today it&#8217;s onward, where I more or less drive straight through Death Valley<em> again<\/em> without staying over night!\u00a0  I think there is a structural problem with my planning around here.\u00a0 Namely, <strong>Tecopa Springs<\/strong> seems so close (although  it&#8217;s another long 86 miles from <strong>Furnace Creek<\/strong>), that I&#8217;ll always end up there for the night if I&#8217;ve only one night to spend in the area.<\/p>\n<p>This is my third time at Tecopa, and the first time without very strong  winds.\u00a0 It&#8217;s quite a bit nicer this way!\u00a0 Tonight it&#8217;s possible  to walk around in the evening and enjoy the real beauty of the place.\u00a0 After  you&#8217;ve walked three blocks, you&#8217;re out of town, in this very  pretty and very interesting saline marsh that is just an excellent  place to take a sunset walk &#8230; if howling winds aren&#8217;t keeping you  huddled in your vehicle.<\/p>\n<p>The other big news this time is that I figured out my hot springs and campground <strong>IS<\/strong> the <strong>Inyo County Park<\/strong> I&#8217;ve looked for each time I&#8217;ve visited but never been able to find.\u00a0 The map  clearly shows a county park\u00a0 here, and I have driven the area  looking for it and have been very puzzled to not find it.\u00a0 This time I thought to ask at the office and this  is it!\u00a0 Mystery solved!\u00a0 On the web there is a back story that  the commercial enterprise running these springs got a little too druggie or a little too weird i in  some fashion so the county took it over.\u00a0 Inyo runs a lot of parks that aren&#8217;t exactly Inyo parks.\u00a0 Back on 395 around Lone Pine, Big Pine there were little  parks on LADWP land administered by Inyo County.<\/p>\n<h3>Sunday<\/h3>\n<p>It&#8217;s that time of year, the Sunday when we all <em>spring our clocks forward<\/em>.\u00a0 The laptop and the iPad know  to spring themselves, and normally the cell phone would also, but there is <em>No  Service<\/em> out here, so my poor ole cell was an hour off until we got closer to  civilization and it quietly corrected itself.<\/p>\n<p>A pleasant morning soak before returning to desert driving.\u00a0 There  are tons of Japanese folks here this time, I&#8217;d say 60-70% of my fellow soakers are Japanese.\u00a0 They know a good thing when they see it!\u00a0 Back when the Hot Creek near Mammoth was open most of the bathers seemed  to be German, and most of the folks at Walley&#8217;s seemed to be some kind of  Eastern European.\u00a0 Not sure what the easy generalization is here, except that foreigners value our hot springs more than we do, but that is what I have observed.<\/p>\n<p>My stomach was set for the Greek place in <strong>Baker<\/strong>, but it was not to  be.\u00a0 I&#8217;d forgotten how noisy, hurried, and generally un-atmospheric the place is,  and they were no longer serving breakfast (feta omelet would have been mighty good), so I ended up at the Big Boy.\u00a0  The town was ridiculously crowded &#8211; 40 car line at the stop sign, similar gluts of short-tempered drivers everywhere.\u00a0 When I finally escaped and crossed I-15 to head into the <strong>Mojave Wilderness<\/strong> I saw the reason.\u00a0 I-15 west was <em>stopped dead<\/em> as far as the eye can see, and you can see  pretty far out here.\u00a0 I am glad I was just crossing it and not planning  to go on it.<\/p>\n<p>I did not stop at the charming renovated train station in Kelso which I soo enjoyed last time.\u00a0 In fact I did not stop much of anywhere until <strong>Twenty-nine Palms<\/strong> and <strong>Joshua Tree<\/strong>.\u00a0 All  the campgrounds but one were full!\u00a0 &#8230; on a Sunday night in March  before flower season &#8230; go figure!\u00a0 I did find a pretty sweet spot in <strong> Jumbo Rocks CG<\/strong> and spend the remainder of the day and a little of the  night (waxing gibbous moon!) clambering around the rocks.<\/p>\n<h3>Monday<\/h3>\n<p>Coffee and wifi at the little cafe next to the Visitors Center  in the town of Joshua Tree.\u00a0 If I was the kind of guy who wanted to  retire to a warm, desert-y place (which I am not!) this would  be high on my list of prospective homes.\u00a0\u00a0 Pleasant and open, interesting places nearby, and  just enough action.\u00a0 Palm Springs 50 miles away!<\/p>\n<p>I got my day&#8217;s exercise walking about <strong>Big Morongo Nature Preserve<\/strong>,  then did a walk-through on <strong>Sam&#8217;s RV Campground<\/strong>.\u00a0 They have really nice hot tubs  there.\u00a0 But it&#8217;s $44 for the night, and even $14 for day use.\u00a0 I would  do that if I had the whole day, but I don&#8217;t.\u00a0 There are a ton of really  nice hot springs resorts in <strong>Desert Hot Springs<\/strong>, but they are all expensive to  get at.<\/p>\n<p>Now for the strange, winding road to my destination on <strong> Palomar Mountain<\/strong>.\u00a0 First comes the strange part &#8211; <strong>Palm  Springs<\/strong>, then comes the winding part &#8211; the road out of Palm Springs.\u00a0 After three days of deserted desert driving, where even the civilized  areas are somewhat worn-out and empty, it&#8217;s very disturbing to suddenly be in  fifteen miles of Jaguar dealers, potted palms, manicured green lawns and fancy restaurants and being cut off  by Vuarnet-wearing rich kids in BMWs and old golfer dudes in Cadillacs.\u00a0 You take a left on SR 111 and start climbing.\u00a0 First a straight shot  through the golf communities and the Cadillacs, then suddenly it&#8217;s all over &#8211;\u00a0 you pass your last manicured lawn and boom!, you&#8217;re back  to the empty roads and the pickup trucks and the desert rats &#8211; was it a mirage?<\/p>\n<p>After another hour or so of twisting through the So Cal mountains, I did make it to <strong>Oak Grove  CG<\/strong>, in the <strong>Palomar<\/strong> section of the <strong>Cleveland National Forest<\/strong>.\u00a0 A pretty  big campground with only two other campers in it tonight.\u00a0 It was very  pretty in a dry live oak-y way and it did have running water, which is  the first I&#8217;ve had in four days!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Well, I&#8217;m traveling again, and here on the first night out I find myself parked at a cold and very windy pull-off 40 feet off of California 120, about 3 steep miles from US 395 and Lee Vining.\u00a0 It&#8217;s dark &hellip; 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