Tuesday, May 8, 2018

Travel Intrigue

Milton Beryle says, “If opportunity doesn't knock ~ build a door!”
Bobby Unser states, “Success is when preparation meets opportunity.”
Henry Ford advises: “Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again ~
this time with more intelligence.”

My love of Canada is immense!
 Having viewed a few times from the Atlantic  to the Pacific Ocean,
 the Territories, I yet have to travel although been briefly to Carcross
 named by the Aborigines as 'Cariboo Crossing' in Yukon.

On occasion, I'd crossed the U.S. border with a couple friends enroute to Florida ~ several times to America's eastern states. As a teenager, with my family, we drove firstly to Vancouver and returned stateside to Chicago and home. During the summer, following two years of teaching, with a Sudbury friend, we toured 13 European countries ~ always with the yen and desire to return again.

My son, working several years in U.S. gave me opportunity to 'go visit him.' My greatest memorable journey was in 2001 when driving my son's van from California's Silicon Valley across the western and mid-states to Detroit and crossing into Canada ~ my homeland. Colorado's Rocky Mountains absolutely impressed me (especially the ski areas)...even the Prairie states had unique travel appeal. But, whenever on travel-mode, I was always thrilled to return to my Land of the Maple Leaf.
In California 3 times, on weekends, we drove the scenic Highway 1...
discovered 3 tall cedars, driving through the trunk of one...
touring National Parks and the mighty Sierras.
A highlight on a Labour Day weekend was to meet with my nephew, Jimmy and his wife, Marcela, who lived in Oakland; we toured Yosemite National Park (what a sensation!) and toured the wine valleys, enjoying a luncheon on a refurbished old Victorian-type steam engine train as it trundled through the numerous luscious vineyards. We rode the Squaw Valley chair lift to the top, enjoying the patio lunch with a glass of Napa Valley wine as we dined amid this skyline panorama!

Joshua Tree National Park
Featured in the Hamilton's Spectator this past weekend in the travel section, a couple photos grabbed my curiosity. One stark photo captioned the view: Twisted trees and jumbled boulders compete for attention in Joshua Tree National Park. Located south of the Mojavi Desert and easterly Palm Springs is about an hour away. Following are excerpts from an article by Alex Pulaski for the Washington Post.

A century ago, Palm Springs remained an unincorporated village of a few thousand residents. The automobile's advent helped establish it as a 'way station' between Los Angeles and points east from Phoenix to El Paso and beyond. The Hollywood crowd discovered the city in the 1920's and 1930's, seeking a getaway near enough to 'film lots' to meet studio demands. Golf courses sprouted, as did palm-lined boulevards. The surrounding communities expanded as well, with soothing names such as Desert Hot Springs, Cathedral City and Indian Wells. By 1947, as the post-Second World War economy sizzled, The 'Rat Pack' made Palm Springs party central! “It was more about fun than function,” said guide Michael Stern, “Palm Spring's whole goal is to provide pleasure ~ there is nothing here other than tourism.”
The desert never seems far away, even amid the battalions of palm trees
standing sentinel over the urban area. Even after a walk through the oasis of palm trees,
it was hard to imagine how the 'Cahuilla Indians' coaxed an existence from this rugged terrain.

The Joshua Tree is the largest of the 'yucca' species. So rare, it only grows in the Mojavi Desert Extremely slow-growing, the tree only grows about 2-3 inches a year. It can take up to 60 years for a Joshua Tree to mature ~ and can live up to 150 years. Tall, with a slim trunk, its branches wave like 'arms' toward the sky. Joshua Tree was given its name by a group of Mormon settlers who crossed the Mojavi Desert in the mid 19th century. The tree's unique shape reminded them of a Biblical story in which Joshua reaches his hands up to the sky in prayer.
The Joshua Tree likes dry soils on plains, slopes and mesas,
often growing in groves.
The Mojavi Desert when in bloom is a paradym of luschious colours ~
jewel toned fuschias, emerald greens, topaz pinks, fire-opal oranges,
sapphire blues and royal purples.

Another photo submitted with this publication was of palm trees
in a harsh landscape which abound along the San Andreas Fault near Palm Springs.

Point of Interest ~ Palm Springs, California
On another occasion, visiting a local friend who frequents Palm Springs once yearly,
we spent a week in this unusual and rare green landscape of golf courses,
which to my understanding ~ the water comes from tapped underground springs.
From Los Angeles airport, we drove through the San Bernardino Mountains ~ witnessed a large valley filled with wind turbines...saw signs indicating the location of the San Andreas Fault. Unknown to me, this mountainous area around Palm Springs is a great ski center, both for cross-country skiing and downhill. Being a skier, I was impressed until I noticed the cable-car running steeply up the mountain side to the top. WOW! How dangerous that could be, while enclosed in this 'lift' supported by high steel towers, should the Andreas Fault decide to activate!!! It was summer ~ therefore, No Problem!

The first day there, we rode that cable car to the top to survey the awe-inspiring view, spanning 360 degrees. Fabulous! We enjoyed a delicious lunch, mountaintop...and were saturated with the geographic beauty all around! Although I'd ridden many ski-lifts and cable cars, this was the only one that created a sensation that could possibly be dangerous. What if??? the Fault fulfilled its mission? What if??? the high construction towers lost their stability? What if??? the cable car stops high above the valley below? What if we're stranded? I'm certain that the ski lift operators have rescue plans!!!
It was a glorious week!
We drove northbound (seeing signage for Joshua Tree National Park) and travelled beside the Mojavi Desert, noticing a military base located within the desert...passed the entry to Yosemite Park, but with insufficient time to explore it, we went on to Reno, Nevada entering an olden bar (which was historic ~ (the oldest working bar in U.S.) Then crossing country to Sacramento and the coast, we thrilled to the awe of #1 Highway and the everso-blue waters of the Pacific Ocean. The mighty redwoods along the road were just that: MIGHTY!
Back in Los Angeles, we picked up 'lunches to go' and enjoyed them
with a bottle of wine on Venice Beach before leaving on a plane for home.

Wrtten by Merle Baird-Kerr...March 3, 2018

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