I was once in love with a trucker. And, as a result, I had two very memorable journeys long-hauling…delivering meat to the Mexican border and to Los Angeles and then returning to Alberta with salad stuff and watermelon. On one of these trips, I had the opportunity to experience the Salton Sea. I did this wee sketch in my journal. It does not capture the absolute magic of the place. In fact, photographs can only represent isolated moments…the movement of the wind, the smell of the air, the dazzle of the water and the sense of depth can only be experienced in the flesh.
There is an intriguing sense of mystery in that experience of the sky, land and water all melding together. This is a place that I will always remember on one of my few north/south migrations.