Wonder Valley isn't looking for your approval #RespectTheWonder

Wonder Valley isn't looking for your approval #RespectTheWonder
"bike in the back" - image by ja gledhill

(cont’d from yesterday’s post) The Mojave Desert’s ‘Wonder Valley’ is a tribal, earthy ride: don’t expect to leave with clean hands. For best results, arrive having lived long and/or hard enough to recognize that life is not always lived in a straight line, ‘cuz the Valley doesn’t think it’s the world’s responsibility to make you feel comfortable in your own skin.

In WV, both the yin and the yang can pack a wallop. Take the Palms Restaurant: within 15 minutes of making ourselves comfortable at a picnic table behind the only game in town for food/booze/music/basic groceries/used shirts for sale, my friends and I were serenaded by a green-capped native with an animated tale about watching his beloved chihuahua get snuffed out by two unimpressed coyotes with impressive jaws.

They took my baby, he said with a grin that betrayed the gravity of his loss. I think he was just happy to have new ears at the Palms.

"Back of The Palms" - image by ja gledhill

“The Palms” – image by ja gledhill

“Holy shit!” I shook my head about so, so many things then bit into the best tiny cheeseburger I think I’ve ever had in all my time on earth. I washed down those cheesy patties with a couple of unreal steak fries done “ketchup crunchy.”

#RespectTheWonder (no, that’s not a real thing. I made it up. But maybe it should be)

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That’s my piece, and that’s my peace. Thanks so much for taking the time to read my silly words. It truly means the world to me. Carry on…

JA

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