Heading back to Deep Springs today.
I always feel sad when leaving the beach.
I think it's partly due to the end of complete relaxation (aside from parking our HUGE truck on the tiny beach streets), but also because I just feel soooo good when close to the ocean.
There is some ancient thing in me (my almost 50-year-old ass for one thing) that pulls me to the water.
I'm also soooo not a desert girl so, extracting myself from the Pacific Ocean and returning to Death Valley well, you know what I'm saying'.
Oh well, we've had a delicious (literally) time and I'm beyond grateful to be having such wonderful adventures.
We're off to the La Brea Tar Pits this morning. Have you ever been there? SO radalicious!
I wish I could figure out how to mix up text and photos, but I'm just a lazy ass with all this phone blogging business.