Fields of Cotton

Desert Tripping

MOJA

Why Go Into the Desert?

"... But there was nothing out there. Nothing at all. Nothing but the desert. Nothing but the world. That's why."

-Edward Abbey

Hayduke Lives!

"He drank another beer as he drove along. Two and half six-packs to Lee's Ferry. Out there in the open Southwest, he and his friends measured highway distances in per-capita six-packs of beer. LA to Phoenix, four six-packs, Tuscon to Flagstaff, three six-packs: Phoenix to New York, thirty five six-packs. (Time is relative, said Heraclitus a long time ago, and distance a function of velocity. Since the ultimate goal of transport technology is the annihilation of space, the compression of all Being into one pure point, it follows that six-packs help. Speed is the ultimate drug and rockets run on alcohol. Hayduke had formulated this theory all by himself.)

"Young men and women in the flower of their youth, like Hayduke there, or Bonnie, bleeding to death without a wound. Acute leukemia on the rise. Lung cancer. I think the evil is in the food, in the noise, in the crowding, in the stress, in the water, in the air. I've seen too much of it, Seldom. And it's going to get a lot worse, if we let them carry out their plans."

Edward Abbey from The Monkey Wrench Gang

HORIZONS

Cosmic place

cosmic plants

cosmic sky.

"We are preoccupied with time. If we could learn to love space as deeply as we are now obsessed with time, we might discover a new meaning in the phrase to live like men."

-Edward Abbey in Desert Solitaire

Dunes

Jack McCoy was swimming around out there this day. Some South African dude they called Pom walked up to us and handed us an organic watermelon while we sat on the sand post surf and watched the desert rats give the shallow reef a go.

Six-pack Exposure

Middle of the desert, Borderlands of California and Arizona.
I opened the shutter, popped a six pack, and lit the ocotillo with a mini mag.
You know when to close the shutter after you've finished all the beer.