The abbreviated story: We decided 90 minutes before we left that Saturday would be a good day to camp overnight at Joshua Tree. So we loaded up the truck and hit the road …
We arrived near the end of the afternoon. Drove around a bit.
Climbed around a bit.
I couldn’t get Dog Dude to smile at the camera, because he was fixated on the other dudes…
We saw a gorgeous twilight sky …
And then did our best to find a wind-protected campsite so we could start a fire and bbq our dinner. Mission: Failure. And the wind and the sheer C.O.L.D. made the decision to blow off bbq dinner a pretty easy one. We retired to the truck for a dinner of Powerbars and an early bedtime.
When we awoke (and I use that term loosely … methinks none of us slept), this is the scene that greeted us:
I left the truck in 15 minute increments to explore for as long as I could before my fingers started stinging.
It was gloriously beautiful outside. And COLD. Have I mentioned that fact previously?
We drove to the Western end of the park where the sun was shining and the wind wasn’t blowing. And there Big Dude made us all a scrumptious bbq breakfast. Yummm…. coffee and bagels never tasted so good.
and hit the road to go home. Because one night in the COLD is more than enough.