Dyer Nevada Reprised

While in Dyer, Nevada the other day I stopped at the Dyer Bar and their competition, The Boonies. Dyer Bar is a smokers' bar; The Boonies is non-smoking. I liked the ambiance of The Boonies better, but there's more room in Dyer Bar to get exercised (have a fight).

The high point was a visit to the library where I met Olivia. She demonstrated her "teeth & claws" technique on the librarian's hand and I duly kept mine to myself.

The library has internet access but not wifi. It's neat as a pin, the librarian is welcoming and even indulged me with a bit of interesting chat. Five stars!!

The mountains outside Dyer are almost completely pinon. The understory includes lots of beavertail cactus. They were blooming the day I was there.

White Mountains - California & Nevada

I spent the past few weeks savoring the last of Fall in the White Mountains near the California-Nevada border.

The West side, a few miles north of Benton, California (photo above) is about the northern limit of the Joshua Tree. With few people, no trees to obscure the view or mar the silence with soughing boughs, and no friggin' babblin' brooks neither, the place is almost quiet. An occasional plane disrupts, but I've only recently begun exploring and still have hope of finding the perfect spot.

From highway 264 on the East side

It got cold so I moved to the East side where elevations are a bit lower. Here, I came upon some major mining trash. I admit I admired the crafted ends of the ore cart rails. Were they to tip and empty the cart?

Ore Cart Rails

Hand Crafting?

It was quite pleasant (warmer) a few miles south of Dyer, Nevada. This sculpture was on the road to The Global Stewardship Foundation.

Art is Where You Find It

Then, once again, winter descended. A cold wuss, I took the temperature drop personally and headed south.

White Mountains From Dyer, Nevada

The bright yellow areas at the bottom were actually bright blue.

This sunset was a parting gift. I guess clouds can, on occasion, contribute.

I've stopped over in Albuquerque, New Mexico for a bit of administrative tidying-up: vehicle registration and such. Then back to chasing the warmth...further South.

Supposedly, Spring'll come again.