It’s really hard to pick a photo, or even two or three, for today.
My mother and I drove to Death Valley Junction to see Marta Becket perform at the Amargosa Opera House and made many, many stops along the way.
One of the best was Randsburg, which is half ghost town, half inhabited. Had a great cherry ice cream soda at the 100 year old soda fountain inside the General Store.
This is part of the old mine works.
Wandered around the graveyard, which is typically Western, with headstones and gravesites sometimes fenced in or adorned with rocks, etc.
Petroglyph-based sculpture outside the Maturango Museum
There was a powwow in the park next to the museum. This was one of the dancers. Mom and I had Native American Fried Bread for the first time, with chile verde. Shared a park table with a guy and his son who had driven down from around Lone Pine for the event.
The Dunes in Death Valley. View from the road. Wow!
This is the part where Hydra starts to groan. Apparently, I will go barefoot anywhere.
About as low as we went. We turned before we got to Badwater and cut across toward Death Valley Junction.
Detail from the ceiling of the Amargosa Opera House, which Marta Becket painted over the course of about six years. Her paintings are really worth the visit, I think.
Marta injured her back when she fell off a chair while trying to hang a curtain, so she did "the sitting show" rather than "the dancing show." She told stories, sang songs, and after the question and answer period she signed autographs.
The thing you need to notice about this photograph is the way this at least 80-year-old woman is sitting!
She bent forward to sign autographs on the floor beside her!
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