First Impressions

I’ve done my best to verbally convey my first impressions of real desert. I suppose, if you found me in the same environs in mid-August trying to re-shoe the donkey, I might have a different perspective. Would it be be my soul for a Popsicle and how’s the weather in the Gulf Islands?

 I spent an interesting few hours in a place called Randsburg, well up in the Mojave Desert. It is inundated with off-road motor-heads who love noise, dust and the wild abandon of ripping up the desert. However, their dollars keep the old mining town alive and for me the place was a fantastic photo opportunity. I could spend days there as the light changed and new colours and textures are revealed. This blog will be a simple photo essay from one afternoon in Randsburg and the area nearby.. I hope you like it.  The photos selected were a tough choice. First impressions are often lasting impressions so I have taken some artistic liberty  with a few shots. There’s nothing wrong with your computer.

The pause that refreshes
The pause that refreshes
When a tree falls in the desert... ...yeah probably1
When a tree falls in the desert…
…yeah probably!
That old tiny feeling
That old tiny feeling
A kindle bush
A kindling bush, well that’s what I call it.
Rattling-dry mellons
Rattling-dry melons
Boom and bust
Boom and bust
Complete with optional donkey hitch
Complete with optional donkey hitch
Honest Pedro's Used RVs and Trucks
Honest Pedro’s Used RVs and Trucks
Moved, address unknown
Moved, address unknown
Junk Mail
Junk Mail
The mailman always shots twice
The mailman always shots twice
I always wonder where this guy lived
I always wondered where this guy lived, the note under the rock describes a lost dog
There's always one!
There’s always one!
Homeland Security
Homeland Security
Hot Mail
Hot Mail
At the Corner of See More and DoLess
At the Corner of See More and Do Less
Dry Oasis
Dry Oasis
Eat Here and Get Gas
Eat Here and Get Gas
After almost hitting an elephant on a road in Mexico, I'll believe anything
After almost hitting an elephant on a road in Mexico, I’ll believe anything.
First Impression
First Impression
Randsburg
Randsburg
Putting up a front
Putting up a front
I'll have two floozies with a side of fries
I’ll have two floozies with a side of fries
If we ain't got it, you don't need it
If we ain’t got it, you don’t need it
Never driven on pavement
Never driven on pavement
No comment
No comment
A beautiful little beast
A beautiful little beast
A doom...I mean dune buggy with compulsory trophy chick zoom, zoom baby
A doom…I mean dune buggy, with compulsory trophy chick
Zoom, zoom baby!
Old VW's never die
Old VW’s never die
Getting away from it all
Getting away from it all
A picture's worth a thousand words
A picture’s worth a thousand words
Doobees are us
Doobees are us
The job
The job
Yeah really!
Yeah really!
In the desert I sailed a boat with no name
In the desert I sailed a boat with no name
How do you play these things?
How do you play these things?
My kind of lawns
My kind of lawns
A truly civilized community provides public washroom in it the town center
A truly civilized community provides public washrooms in the town center
Indigenous gardening
Indigenous gardening
Original paint
Original paint
Snob Hill
Snob Hill
Pit Prop[ Presbyterian
Pit Prop Presbyterian
Once, someone shut off the ignition and stepped out of this car for the last time
Once, someone shut off the ignition and stepped out of this car for the last time
He was in the pink
He was in the pink
Slivers and old nails
Slivers and old nails
The old man remembered growing up in a small house at the edge of town
The old man remembered growing up in a small house at the edge of town

Author: Fred Bailey

Fred is a slightly-past middle age sailor / writer / photographer with plenty of eclectic hands-on skills and experiences. Some would describe him as the old hippy who doesn't know the war is over. He is certainly reluctant to grow up and readily admits to being the eternal dreamer. He has written several books including two novels, 'The Keeper' and 'Storm Ecstasy,' as well as 'The Water Rushing By', 'Sins Of The Fathers', 'The Magic Stick', as well as an extensive inventory of poetry, essays, short stories, anecdotes and photographs. His first passion is the ocean, sailboats, voyaging and all those people who are similarly drawn to the sea. He lives aboard 'Seafire' the boat he is refitting to go voyaging, exploring new horizons both inner and outer. This blog is about that voyage and the preparations for it. In spite of the odds against it, the plan is to sail away this fall and lay a course southward. If you follow this blog your interest may provide some of the energy that helps fuel the journey. Namaste Contact him at svpaxboat@gmail.com

4 thoughts on “First Impressions”

    1. George:
      Good as ever to hear from you. Actually you have inspired me and got me thinking this way. I’m thinking Albin25 on a trailer. I’d need a bigger truck but the thought works for me. Looking forward to chucking ideas around with you. Thanks, Best, Fred

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