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Cutoffs are different from back home. Here, they remove the entire house! |
The railroad that changed the valley’s, and the Indian’s,
fate in the late 1800s is still here and alongside it is I-10. The two almost perfectly bisect the valley on
a diagonal running from Southeast to Northwest.
South of the Interstate are beautiful cities with luxurious resorts,
incredible homes, malls, medical centers and 133 golf courses. North of the interstate are gas stations
clinging to the exits, a few towns consisting primarily of trailers (with doors
facing east) and numerous failed businesses.
Granted, there are a few exceptions, but not many. Why this dichotomy? The clue is in the fact that the doors
primarily face east. That’s because the winds
coming through the Gorgonio Pass are channeled through this area and the
constant winds tend to fill every crack and crevasse with sand…and more sand….and
more sand. On this side of I-10, they
have to continually plow the roads…for sand.
The desert out here is different…primarily flats, with but
drifts scattered here and there. Walking
on the flats is interesting because they are “crusty” and perforated with holes
about an inch in diameter. Your foot
often goes through the crust, sinking about three of four inches, and you
wonder what’s in that burrow that you just broke through!
About noon, we received a phone call from Monte and Aleta. They were in Indio and getting close. We headed for the Shadow Ridge Marriott and
they pulled up behind us as we were turning into the resort. After greetings and hugs we piled into Red
and headed for Blue Coyote for our “Welcome to Palm Springs” tradition.
Afterwards, we checked into Shadow Ridge and unloaded the
cars. Then back into Red to check out of
the Mission Hills Westin, then on to Ralphs to stock up on provisions for the
rest of our desert stay. (Whew, got pretty busy there for a bit!)
We bought a deli tray at Ralphs and ended our day munching
on crackers, cheese and deli meats, drinking Chardonnay, and sharing travel
stories. Life can be tough out here in the desert, but somehow we manage to
get by.
What are the temps there? It is snowing (just flurries but still snow) here in Fort Wayne.
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