In 1872 things were so different as people were still coming into the West with all it’s promise.
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The marker says it all.
This is place of amazing beauty and unspeakable sorrow.
In the glare of the late afternoon Mojave sun, you can almost see the wagon disappearing into the sunset.
You have to wonder if they made it, and who they became.
I can find no records or references.
“The buzz saw snarled and rattled, snarled and rattled in the yard.” R. Frost
The race to build solar power plants and wind farms once again treats the west as a wasteland. Senator Dianne Feinstein leads a resistance movement and the power companies are surprised to find the Mojave wilderness has value.
“This is arguably the best solar land in the world, and Senator Feinstein shouldn’t be allowed to take this land off the table without a proper and scientific environmental review,” said Robert F. Kennedy Jr., the environmentalist and a partner with a venture capital firm that invested in a solar developer called BrightSource Energy. In September, BrightSource canceled a large project in the monument area.
Union officials, power industry executives, regulators and some environmentalists have also expressed concern about the impact of the monument legislation, but few would speak publicly for fear of antagonizing one of California’s most powerful politicians.
The debate over the monument encapsulates a rising tension between two goals held by environmental groups: preservation of wild lands and ambitious efforts to combat global warming.
Not only is the desert land some of the sunniest in the country, and thus suitable for large-scale power production, it is also some of the most scenic territory in the West. The Mojave lands have sweeping vistas of an ancient landscape that is home to desert tortoises, bighorn sheep, fringe-toed lizards and other rare animals and plants.
Outside of Pahrump, Seymor’s ice cream remind’s us to look around, beauty is everywhere. The whipped up soft serve ice cream castle touches the frothy lenticular clouds passing over the Tonopah.
Sometimes the blown out billboards and run down trailers of the back side of our imagination have real beauty. I can imagine a family arriving at seemore’s and the children excited, dad rumbling around for change. Imagine that, you denizen’s of the freshly mown suburbia. Life in a small desert town on a hot summer night.
We drove over to California the way some early settlers did, approaching out of Nevada to try and find shortcuts to the 49 gold rush. Most of them didn’t make it across this barren desert and as the remaining wagon left they said “glad to make it out of that valley of death”. The name stuck but on Thanksgiving weekend death valley was actually a pretty pleasant e from Las Vegas.
The old church steeple here has a prospector and his mule for a weathervane.
While looking around some of the older in town neighborhoods I heard the sound of the Ice Cream truck bell. As a boy, this bell was my first experience of the mnemonic device. click here to read about this phenomenon ” Audio Logos “
As soon as I heard the bell I began to salivate for ice cream and sugar. The instant gratification mechanisim is thus planetd, later to find gambling, sex and everything else Vegas stands for. A moment after I took this picture a young Latina mom carried her little boy over to the truck for his fix. My theory is that this is where consumer culture gets started. Sorry.
As soon as I arrived at Las Vegas I knew I had to get cleaned up for my first day of work. Where to get a haircut without dropping sixty bucks ? After searching for “Barbers” as opposed to “Hair Salon” I called Geraldo. He answered the phone with a thick Spanish accent and gave me directions that sounded like Valley View. After a few more phone calls I found him by the “China Building” and inside I discovered my first authentic place in Vegas. A traditional, old barber shop with boys and their Mom’s, old men telling stories, cool magazines and a “mise en scene” that looked like Jean-Pierre Jeunet invented the place. I also got a good haircut cheap, and felt for the first instant that I might like Las Vegas after all.