It reminded me of Maya Lin's sculpture, the Vietnam Memorial, but the other end of the spectrum.
I stood atop a hill overlooking what, in a few weeks, will be Black Rock City.
There're far too many people for me to handle, but just gazing out at the cloud shadows, seeing the mirages and the light making magic through the dust clouds, I got a sense of the wonder and joy the event engenders.
I got to visit with Karla, the new Office Manager at their field office in Gerlach. At the tender age of 42, after 15 years of living in a van, she now has a 13-month old daughter and recently bought a house in Gerlach in order to take the job. Her partner is helping with childcare.
I also stopped in at the Immigrant Trails Conservation Area Visitors Center. There I got to meet Sarah, the new Exec Dir. She gave me a whole *different* perspective. She told how Charles Dodd, guesstimated to be in his 90s, started advocating to set aside the area in the 1960s.
It was encouraging to meet these two women who are passionate about what they're doing and are in positions where their enthusiasm can make a difference in peoples' lives.
I'm near Lava Beds Nat'l Monument (California), a little south of Klamath Falls, Oregon.
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