Sub Zero

You think I’m about to complain about the weather?  Nah….talkin’ about altitude here – we’re in Death Valley, the lowest spot in North America, at -286 feet below sea level.20140305_142920The storms that chased us from Prescott also ‘swamped’ Death Valley, providing them with enough moisture to account for about 20% of their total annual rainfall of 2″.  The result is that much of the surface had an unpleasant mushy texture, with pools of brackish standing water in several places.  It just doesn’t absorb as one would imagine that it might.  Curious.  New salt crystals form every day, giving the landscape an odd puckery look.20140305_135728Death Valley has so many different features.  We tried to take in all the sights in our three days there.

Scotty’s Castle is a mansion constructed around 100 years ago by wealthy Chicago businessman Albert Johnson. 20140304_122727 Johnson came to Death Valley to check out investments he had made with Walter Scott in Scott’s fake gold mine.  Instead of gold, he found a lifetime friendship with con artist Scotty, and a love for the desert, which prompted him to build his desert palace.  Tour guides are dressed as characters from the period – our guide took on the role of journalist.20140304_100619

20140304_09583820140304_10534520140304_11052020140304_124541We also took the Underground Tour, which focused on many of the nuts & bolts of the construction.  That tour was led by a guide in the role of construction worker.  (We both seriously disliked her presentation – over-the-top phony).  Couldn’t wait for it to be over.

Perhaps my favorite feature of Death Valley was the Ubehebe Crater (u-bee-HE-bee), formed by a volcano 2000 years ago.  Stark and beautiful.20140304_13135120140304_131322We cycled to Badwater Basin, the lowest point in the Park. 20140305_135519 We headed out with two water bottles each, on what we thought would be a 15 mile ride.  Wrong-o!  After riding about four miles, we discovered that the distance was more like 40 miles.  So, we turned around, went back to the Fireball, and grabbed another gallon of water along with a package of Skratch Labs, our favorite electrolyte mix.  A wise decision.  Such a beautiful ride.20140304_123019I also detoured to the Devil’s Golf Course.  This area looks like a flat, baked plain that someone ground up with a giant rototiller.  The ground is heaved up, then crusted over with salt.  Walking across it, the salt crunches, but the ground doesn’t give.20140305_14463520140305_144548For comparison, here’s a shot from my sister’s neighborhood that I call Vegas Devil’s Golf Course.20140302_121929Our cycling day was probably the hottest day of our three there.  We had put up our Visor awning on the opposite side of the Fireball, which faced south. 20140303_162735 With shades drawn, and our Cool Cat set on its airconditioning cycle, we felt comfortable in leaving Jezzy for the day.  Temps rose to near 90 degrees that day, but all was comfy inside.

Zabriskie Point provides a view of the Valley that is unmatched.  The white borax hills, salty floor, and snow-covered Telescope Peak are all in view. 20140306_10521320140306_105053 There is an eerie peacefulness about the place.  Oddly enough, my turn at the top (John and I alternated, so that we could waltz Jezzy around outside, as it was too hot to leave her in the truck while we went to the top of the lookout) was marred by the Odd Family.  This father and two daughters were walking around in their pajamas.  He was a large guy, wearing red plaid cotton pjs and slippers.  One of the girls was wearing a fleece onsie – complete with footies and long sleeves.  It was 85 degrees outside!!  Goofy.20140306_105038

One last spot we visited we visited was the Harmony Borax Works.  The white hills of Death Valley are borax, which was mined in the 1880s.  Lots of interesting artifacts from the mining days remain.

A Death Valley fixture appeared for two of our nights in camp.  Mr. Kenney, a 90-year old bugler came to camp and played Taps.  Apparently he had done this for years, but has been absent for most of the past two years.  His notes were wavering and not strong, but true and sincere.  Respectful applause came from all over the campground at the last note.  It was a wonderful way to end a trip to one of the more unusual National Parks we’ve visited.

One last sight (that I hope I never see again!)20140305_111931

26 thoughts on “Sub Zero

  1. am think about mt tough challenge walking from fort irwin to scottys castle in 3 weeks solo in november pushing a plastic tub weighing 10 stone in a wheelbarrow my attempt to enter the guiness book of records.any advice its 188 miles min…reg rob


  2. Wow you showed a death valley I’ve never seen. What a showing of earth at a different level. Jerry calculating a fill-up…wow! I really enjoyed this post!


    • We were pleasantly surprised at the variety of beautiful sights in Death Valley. Although I hadn’t given it a lot of thought, I think I was expecting just a big, flat salt lick. Not true.


  3. There is something about your photos that gives architecture (both man made and natural) an unexpected dimension. It’s a pleasure just to stare at them and experience the unexpected depth.

    I feel as though I am looking at scenes from another planet when I look at your desert photos.

    They are art to me. :)


    • The desert IS like another planet. And Death Valley, being devoid of most vegetation is extreme. It is SO not Michigan (or Georgia)!

      I’m attracted to the odd things in life, and try to capture with my camera (actually my phone) what I see with my eyes. Thanks for your high praise.


  4. Love those pictures. When I went to School feet are shorter then a meter, am I wrong.
    282 feet below sea-level and 855 meter below, doe’s not ad up. Look at the picture again.Thanks for sending your great stories.


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