Heading West, Part 3: California
California, baby! We made it on Tuesday night, Day 6 of our road trip, to Death Valley National Park in California. I’m not sure how many people choose to enter California via Death Valley but that’s how I like to roll: off the grid and a little different. And who knew that Death Valley was such a cool (eh eh, lol) place to visit! There was one place in Death Valley called The Racetrack that I’ve wanted to see since I saw a program on the History Channel years ago, but I never realized there was so much more to do in Death Valley. My enjoyment of Death Valley was also helped by the fact that we were NOT visiting in the summer and the high was only 99 degrees in late September. Really, that’s not bad all all since there was a decent breeze too. We also woke up early to get a head start on the day and we left Death Valley by early afternoon before the hottest part of the day.
[This is the final installment to my grand road trip, so if you haven’t read the first two posts, click here for Part 1 and here for Part 2. Hope you enjoy my ramblings!]
We entered the park around 7pm on Tuesday, and checked into our hotel room about 8pm. We passed by the large ghost town of Rhyolite on our way into Death Valley, and we weren’t greeted with any other signs of civilization (past or present) until we reached Stovepipe Wells Village inside the park, where we were staying for the night. The nearest town to Death Valley National Park is Beatty, Nevada with a population of 1,000. Aside from Beatty, which is about an hour from Stovepipe Wells, Death Valley is a huge isolated region with an aptly titled name. It is over 3 million acres with the nearest major city over 120 miles away. We had zero service after we left Beatty and didn’t gain it back until we were about two hours outside of Death Valley from the west in Lone Pine, California.
After we checked into our hotel room, we grabbed a drink at the very busy Badwater Saloon. When the sun goes down, there ain’t much else to do besides drink! Just like in the Wild West days! 😉 http://www.escapetodeathvalley.com/
After we left the Saloon, we did my favorite activity while in Death Valley: stargazing! Although zero service was a tad annoying for a person of the Millennial Generation like myself, it usually means a lack of civilization which is the perfect environment to stargaze. According to the National Park Service, Death Valley is one of the best places to stargaze because it has an exceptionally dark night sky, due to it’s desert environment and isolation from urbanization. And boy, let me tell you, that night sky was pitch black!! The night sky in Death Valley did seem so much darker than anywhere else I’ve ever been. Maybe I just haven’t been to enough remote desert locations, but both in Death Valley and the Grand Canyon, the sky seemed so dark and so full of stars. Also, Stovepipe Wells Village has very minimal exterior lights to help preserve the dark night sky. The National Park Service’s action to reduce outdoor lighting and Death Valley’s own natural darkness give Death Valley National Park the designation as the third and largest International Dark Sky Park. http://www.nps.gov/deva/naturescience/lightscape.htm
While stargazing, dad and I saw several shooting stars. I made so many wishes that night! I stared up in awe at the expanse of the Milky Way stretched across the sky and its beautiful colors. We also couldn’t help but notice the enormous Big Dipper! I had never seen it so big before! From my perspective it seemed to take over the entire lower Northwestern sky.
The next time I visit Death Valley, I want to stargaze along the sand dunes. One of the park’s suggestions is to take a full moon hike along the Mesquite Flat Sand Dunes. When it’s a clear night sky with a full moon, it might as well be daylight you can see so well! And how amazing would it be to take a moonlit hike across these rippling dunes with a star-filled sky above. On my bucket list!
Stargazing is truly one of my favorite pastimes! It can make me feel so small, but also so connected to the whole world because we all see the same moon and stars (well at least the people in my hemisphere see the same sky lol). Honestly, if I had stronger math and science skills I would have seriously considered a degree in Astronomy. I’ve always been incredibly fascinated by the stars and the enormity of the Universe. It will never cease to amaze me. There is so much beauty in a night sky and so much we still have to discover and learn.
(Side note: I also seriously considered being an archaeologist and looked at colleges with archaeology degrees. But thinking on it more, I realized it’s a very tedious job and an often unsatisfying career. So I settled for majoring in Classics)
On Wednesday morning, we made a stop at the Stovepipe Wells General Store for some souvenirs and ice for our cooler, and then we made our way to Scotty’s Castle. Tucked in the green oasis of Grapevine Canyon in the northern region of Death Valley, sits the Death Valley Ranch, or Scotty’s Castle as it is more commonly known. The ranch was built during the 1920s by Albert Mussey Johnson; though the home’s nickname seems to tell a different origin story.
Albert Mussey Johnson and his wife Bessie lived in Chicago, but became increasingly drawn to Death Valley over the years. In the early 1900s, Mr. Johnson was approached by Walter Scott to invest in his gold mine, which Mr. Johnson did. In time this proved to be a con, but over a decade of Mr. Johnson visiting Death Valley Scotty, an infamous Wild West con man, Mr. Johnson struck up an unlikely friendship with Scotty and greatly enjoyed his Wild West tales, even if they were exaggerated or untrue. For the city-born Johnson, Scotty was a fascinating cowboy character to him.
Aside from the allure of finding gold and the rugged yet beautiful scenery that the Johnsons enjoyed, Death Valley also proved to be a welcome environment for Mr. Johnson’s spinal injury. He and his father were involved in a train accident in 1899, which killed his father and left Mr. Johnson with a broken back. He miraculously recovered, but suffered from partial paralysis. The dry climate of Death Valley seemed to ease his pain, so after years of camping when they visited, Mrs. Johnson convinced Mr. Johnson to build a more comfortable and permanent vacation home for them in Death Valley.
Construction began in 1922, but unfortunately was never completed. Unbeknownst to the Johnsons, the initial land survey was incorrect and they were actually building their Death Valley Ranch on federal government land. Construction was halted in 1931 and then combined with the stock market crash in 1929 and the Great Depression, the Johnsons were never able to resume building. Today, Scotty’s Castle remains as Mr. Johnson left it.
But the ranch was finished enough for them to live at, and to help produce income the Johnsons rented out rooms upon Scotty’s suggestion. Over time the hotel became a tourist attraction of Death Valley due to the fame of Death Valley Scotty. When the Johnsons passed away in the 1940s, they had no heirs, so they willed their ranch to a charity named the Gospel Foundation of California. The organization ran the ranch as a hotel and they also took care of Scotty until he passed away in 1954. In 1970, the Gospel Foundation sold Scotty’s Castle to the National Park Service and it continues to remain a popular tourist attraction of Death Valley.
Scotty’s Castle is a beautiful two-story Spanish style villa that I wish had been completed so we could witness its full beauty as the Johnsons envisioned. But it is still a gorgeous home to tour and a wonderful historic site in Death Valley. It is also a great place to escape from the heat of Death Valley. I was amazed by how cool the temperature was in this part of Death Valley. I mean, it was still hot, but the oasis provided shade and cool breezes which made this area quite comfortable.
Our next stop was to the Racetrack! For your reference, Death Valley is a huge park. 3.4 million acres to be exact, which makes it the largest national park in the contiguous United States. We spent a lot of time driving from location to location, and it can feel like you are driving forever because the stretches of road are so straight and empty. Luckily you can drive fast since it’s desolate, at least this time of year it is. There are tons of unpaved side and back roads to take to various locations, such as to ghost towns and abandoned mines. Death Valley has nearly one thousand miles of roads, which is more miles of roads than any other national park. But, sadly, one of these many back country roads I found out was to the Racetrack.
The Racetrack was my sole purpose to visiting Death Valley. (Thankfully we found a bunch of awesome sites to visit that I didn’t know about previously.) This is another reason to do your research more fully, kids! I had the directions to the Racetrack, but did not realize it was on an unpaved road. 28 miles one-way on unpaved road is 1) a very very long drive and 2) you really need an off-road or high clearance vehicle. Sad face. This is the second time on this road trip that I did not get to cross off a destination on my bucket list. First, the Delicate Arch and now the Racetrack. C’est la vie!
[This is a link to Death Valley’s back country road adventures! http://www.nps.gov/deva/planyourvisit/upload/Backcountry%20Roads.pdf ]
What is this Racetrack I keep talking about, you ask? Well it is the slowest race that no one has ever actually witnessed; thus, making it one of Earth’s most awesome mysteries! The Racetrack is such a stunning and mysterious place because of its moving rocks. The Racetrack is a playa, which is a dry lake bed, and visible on its surface are long winding tracks. These tracks are made by rocks that have fallen from the surrounding mountains, and though no one has actually seen the rocks move, the varying boulders leave trails as records of their movements. Several theories exist about the strange moving rocks, and the most accepted theory suggests that the rare combination of rain and strong winds allow the rocks to easily glide across the rain-slicked surface of the playa. http://www.nps.gov/deva/planyourvisit/the-racetrack.htm
Fortunately, even though the Racetrack was a bust (for now), the Ubehebe Crater was very nearby for us to visit.There are several craters in Death Valley, but they are not formed by meteors. Uhehebe Crater is actually a maar volcano that was created by steam and gas explosions when hot magma rose up and reached water on the ground. The intense heat changed the water into steam until the tremendous pressure exploded leaving a crater. Ubehebe is the largest of these maar volcanoes in Death Valley and is thought to have formed as recently as 300 years ago. This is the first crater I’ve seen and it is an impressive site for sure! You can actually hike down to the bottom of the crater and also walk the rim of the crater, which is pretty awesome! Unfortunately we didn’t have time for this, but it is still an incredible site to view from above.
When I revisit Death Valley National Park, I want to explore the ghost towns, especially Rhyolite, and visit Mosaic Canyon as well as the Racetrack of course! Who knew Death Valley would be so fun?! And seriously it’s one of the most unique places I have ever visited. Death Valley is a place full of adventure with millions of acres of desert and mountains, sand dunes, abandoned mines and ghost towns. There really is so much to see and do in Death Valley, and it offers such a unique scenery that this has become one of my top places to visit. The pioneer woman and cowgirl must be coming out in me!
On our way out of Death Valley, we made a quick stop at the Mesquite Flat Sand Dunes to make our sandwiches for lunch, and then continued westward towards Sequoia National Park. But we had an obstacle to tackle first. A dust storm! We could see the dust storm miles before we entered it, and although a slightly scary experience, it was also an incredible sight! It was basically like driving through very thick fog making it extremely difficult to see more than a few feet in front of us, but we made it through safely!
After we left the dust storm behind us, we had another couple hours until we reached our next point of civilization in Lone Pine, CA. This is where I made a sad realization, you can’t cut through Sequoia National Park from the eastern side like I had assumed. Add this to the long list of reasons I needed to research our road trip more thoroughly haha. Although there are entrances on the east side, they do not connect with the western side of the park, which is where we wanted to be. Sooo we had to extend our trip for a night since I still wanted to visit Sequoia National Park. Originally we had planned on visiting the famous sequoias in the afternoon of the same day we left Death Valley, but since we now had to drive around the park instead of through it we needed an extra travel day. Thus our new destination for the night was Tulare, CA to the west of Sequoia National Park.
[Side note: Near Lone Pine, CA is this huge, mostly dried up, lake known as Owens Lake. After some research I learned that in the early 1900s, the lake’s water was diverted into the Los Angeles Aqueduct, and by the 1920s this constant diversion of the water caused the river and lake to dry up. http://www.owenslakeproject.com/ ]
Once we realized we couldn’t drive through Sequoia National Park, we pulled out the atlas and decided to take Highway 155, which cuts through the southern edge of the Sierra Nevada. I thought this would save us some time, instead of driving all the way down to Bakersfield and then driving north again. Well I learned yet another valuable road trip lesson: short cuts are not always quicker. I don’t advise taking this route of Highway 155…sure, it’s a straight cut through, but I did not really think about how it is a highway through MOUNTAINS. I thought I was going to hurl the entire drive. The road had soooo many switchbacks and we were winding up and then back down and then up again. I think the constant change in elevation didn’t help my motion sickness either. At least it was a pretty drive and zero traffic. Plus I saw parts of California I would probably never normally see (and never will again lol). But in retrospect, it would have been better and faster to just drive the extra 20 miles to Bakersfield and go up to Tulare that way.
We made it to our hotel in Tulare (finally!) in the evening on Wednesday, which was Day 7 of our road trip. The next morning we woke up early to drive to the General Sherman Tree in Sequoia National Park. Sequoia National Park is home to the massive sequoias, a species of redwoods, found only in the western region of the Sierra Nevada in the entire world! Pretty incredible! This park is also adjacent to Kings Canyon National Park (often referred to together as Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Park) and just south of Yosemite National Park in the southern Sierra Nevada. You could easily spend weeks exploring the parks here. It was sad for me to be so close to Yosemite (I want to hike there so much!), but we just didn’t have enough time left as I needed to get back to Burbank by Thursday night at the latest (which we were already doing) for my first day at my new job on Friday. So Yosemite will just have to stay on my bucket list a little longer! 😉
As soon as we began approaching the entrance to the park I knew we were in for some gorgeous and breathtaking scenery! The Sierra Nevada is a mountain range full of rich colors, groves of giant sequoias, marble caverns and granite. Our one and only destination that day (since we were short on time) was to explore the 7,000 foot tall General Sherman tree. Round trip this took us about three hours; but it was worth it and I look forward to returning and exploring the park more thoroughly.
Sequoia National Park was established in 1890 and contains some of the world’s largest trees and the highest point in the contiguous 48 States, which is Mount Whitney at 14,491 feet. Humans have been inhabiting the regions for 6-7,000 years, and Spanish explorers discovered the area in the late 1700s. From then on the Sierra Nevada was a highly targeted area for hunters, miners, and loggers. By the late 1800s, the region became popular with tourists as well and is still a popular vacation destination today. The Sierra Nevada is home to three national parks, 20 wilderness areas, and two national monuments, and protects over 500 Native American archaeological sites and over 100 historic sites.
The General Sherman Tree is located on the north end of the Giant Forest and was definitely an unbelievable sight! It is not the tallest, widest or oldest tree on the planet, but it is the largest tree by volume, calculated to be slightly over 52,500 cubic feet. There are a lot of hikes to other giant sequoias in the park, and I can’t wait to explore more of these incredible redwoods.
We also learned a very interesting fact about the redwoods while visiting. The reason there are so few giant sequoias, and why there is rarely a large grove of them, is because they grow best after a forest fire. Since the giant sequoias are difficult and slow to reproduce, they thrive best after a wildfire because the fire clears out competing vegetation and allows the young sequoia seed to grow successfully in the rich mineral soil. So typically you will find a small cluster of two to four redwoods because they grew at the same time, but never a large grouping of them due to their difficulty in reproducing.
We left Sequoia National Park in the afternoon and made the four hour drive to Burbank – the final leg of our drive. Well at least for me…dad still had to drive back to Missouri! We arrived in Burbank in the evening (Day 8 of our road trip) filled with tons of memories and new experiences. I’m very blessed to have had the opportunity to go on this amazing trek across country and am also thankful my mom endlessly nudged me to start this blog so that I could record everything I saw on this trip! This quote sums up the theme of my road trip beautifully: “The whole object of travel is not to set foot on foreign land; it is at last to set foot on one’s own country as a foreign land.” – G.K. Chesterton
It was amazing to experience the extremes of California’s scenery and climate. One day I am walking in 100 degree heat in the desert and the next day I am shivering in 40 degrees while walking amongst the world’s tallest trees high up in the mountains. It was an incredible experience that only makes me crave for more! Earth beholds marvelous and mysterious wonders; and it’s when we start taking all of that for granted that we most need to be reminded that we live in an amazing world, and to be thankful for life and our blessings everyday.
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Very nice! Nice pics and writing!
Thank you! 🙂