On our way back through SoCal, we stopped for a night to meet a different group of buddies in Anza-Borrego. We camped in Split Mountain Gorge, and explored Fish Creek Wash, with all its amazing geology. I missed hiking hard, climbing and rock scrambling, of course, but the beauty of the place, even from a truck window, is pretty intense. Split Mountain Gorge, our home for the night Driving up Fish Creek Wash Thorny Smoke trees grace the washes here at Anza-Borrego A gorge made of layers and layers of marine silt, deposited when this was a shallow sea. These silt-deposit cliffs look like melting ziggurats. The painful miracle of WALKING! Stumbling my way to the Elephant Knees in the Carrizo Badlands T found a dessicated barrel cactus that left a thorn-nest mummy of itself. Cool! I heartily missed being able to explore the desert on a bike, but I know it will be a long way in terms of retraining, re-strengthening, getting and practicing on a smaller dirtbike, and restoring my skill and nerve before I can get in there again. I'm grateful for the access I do have, and looking forward to getting back in the riding game.