Drove 500 some odd miles to get down to So Cal on Monday. The Grapevine was closed so we went around. I took pictures of train tunnels. I like train tunnels. That probably reveals something weird and sexual about me.
The pass at Tehachapi was clear enough. Years ago I worked up in them thar hills amongst the wind turbines.
Mojave was the point where traffic jammed up, our direction first going in, then for northbound traffic also going in. Theirs was worse, or looked it.
This went on for miles.
3 comments:
Did you go over the pass at Highway 58? I love that road. You climb up out of the valley and wind through the hills and Shazzam! you see the Mojave Desert open before you. Having been born in Barstow, I have a deep feeling for the high desert in CA. I don't get there much these days, but when I do I just get carried off into a weird reverie.
What in heaven's name caused you to go to Southern CA in this kind of weather?
Wow, the traffic pics are REALLY effective. It stresses me out and makes me feel like I'm never going to get there!
As for the train tunnel appreciation, someone very close to me has a thing for bridges. What would *that* mean?
The fact that it even crosses your mind to equate train tunnels with something sexual indicates only that you're a man.
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