So along with Wags and Rebie we head out to the desert to visit Joshua Tree aka very cool Rockpiles. Bubba lead me to believe we were heading out to Palm Springs post park- La Quinta Resort here we come! But at the end of the last rock pile Bubba decided San Diego is just around the corner so let's book it...
They may be celebrating 75 years of being a part of the Park world but Joshua Tree wasn't declared a National Park until 1994 when Congress passed the California Desert Protection Act. The park is 789,745 acres big, an area slightly larger than Rhode Island.
And the park was named for these weird shaped cactus trees that the Mormon's thought looked liked praying hands to heaven.
This popular rock climbing park is also filled with "scrambling" enthusiasts. Duh, didn't they see 127 Hour's? Nothing like not telling anybody where you're going for a walk and having to cut your arm off to get yourself out of a slip and fall....ewe. This movie is almost as joyous as the Black Swan...
And this is how Boca and Bubba would like to look from behind. Damn that no body fat Rebie!
And at the end of the day Bubba said San Diego is just around the corner, let's keep trekking. Hasta La Vista La Quinta Resort. Grrrr. It was a long silent ride from there....