When I stood up, a coyote about 12 feet away lumbered off into the brush.
Not a small bobcat track.
Someone could make this work.
Someone named Nancy used to live here, based on evidence left behind, it was in the 1980’s.
She also left behind a large selection of Christian-themed cassette tapes.
This book was in the back of the garden shed. It is full of sexual passages.
This little homestead is like hanging out at grandpa’s.
Things got Lynchian pretty quickly at this place.
Welcome to Fantasy desert Island.
What is happening here, filming in the desert, a California tradition.
Spirit of ’76 in the homesteader cabin.
Climbing the summit.
Rattlers in the rocks.
A desert lady is making an alien. Why, who knows.
She also has a robot.
What I learned that weekend:
The wildlife and the feeling of the air is wonderful and the winters are beautiful as well. It’s definitely a place that has a magnetic, cleansing feeling; necessary to go to now and then. However, in terms of finding the right spot, that’s the challenge.
There are a lot of Jesus fanatics and meth heads in Yucca Valley. A guy in a hospital gown (open in back) and arm in a sling, limped into the thrift store, bought a coffee mug for a quarter and left. No one batted an eye. California!
The coyotes are flourishing and getting smarter every day. It takes a lot of work to keep them off your property but it can be done without shooting them which is what the locals do for sport. There are doves, rabbits, huge hares, vultures, snakes, lizards, various wildcats, and canines. The sounds are minimal and beautiful except at night when the coyotes wail, which is also amazing.
It is one of the few affordable places to buy land even if you don’t live there permanently it is not terrible hiding out for a while. You can build pretty much whatever you want but be prepared to fight the authorities over water related issues.
You can find treasures. It is so dry that things preserve for a long time. Hiking around is pretty fun, as long as you pay attention.