Fried Liver Wash and the Gods of Chaos
Where did we end up? The road closures yesterday guided us towards Twentynine Palms, CA and that is significant because it is an entry point for Joshua Tree National Park. Which I fortuitously discovered reopened to camping the day we rolled into town. Yesterday.
Sometimes the gods of chaos give me good gifts instead of grief.
This morning it rained and we packed out of the BLM land with a chance at getting a reservation or walk-in. The popular California campgrounds were challenging to get into before Covid-19 and across the country campgrounds became harder to reserve after Covid-19. How long was it going to take for California to realize it had something to do just outside of Los Angeles?






It was a long drive across the Park to find out..
A few reserved signs were posted and a couple campers had already set up but we were golden. Twelve days in Joshua Tree National Park. Hold on to your hats; this right time, right place almost never happens when I’m in the vicinity▪️
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