The West Desert
were brown and kind of dull looking. The kids that day gathered four or five dozen and then went looking in the lava beds for something worthwhile. I think they did better than what either Dave or I recovered.
|Bubbly Lava from Pismire Canyon|
There were obsidian flakes also laying all over the ground, the kind the Indians used to make arrowheads.
The rocks were lava rock, as it flowed over the land it left a smooth molten trail of solid lava and in other places it left a bubbly kind of a rock.
the Jack rabbits to come to the guzzler. There were rabbits everywhere.
But I was always worrying about my dog. There were several coyote cyanide traps that exploded in the poor animals face killing him in a most inhumane way, they had a horrible death.
A trip over the pass in the middle of the Thomas range took you too the geodes. It was not hard to find but they eventually made a mess of it. They were mining it with front-end loaders picking up hundred at a time and selling them.
The greedy buggers were crushing thousands with their heavy equipment. Then they had the guts to place “No Trespassing” signs all over the place. The BLM would sell old grandma if they could.
One I remember the old abandoned mining town called Joy, ugly little place. But it did have some Chuckers there. There was evidence of old Spanish mines and rumors of gold still here. We were hunting and exploring and lost at times. The roads never seemed to go where we wanted or sometimes they dead ended. Roads that seem to go somewhere but didn't. one day I traveled half the morning straight to a large mountain then the road turned and went somewhere else but it did not go where I wanted to go. Good maps were hard to find sometimes useless day. Maps were sometimes useless. The old roads sometimes had a fence across it when a new road was built. This was a real problem nearer to Eureka and other cities. But out there you were on your own, you used what you found. There was the Keg, House, Big and little Drum and many more and all far Away.
|6000 Poisoned Sheep|
From there we drove to Simpson Springs where there once was the remains of an old C.C.C. Camp made with rocks. There was a brass mile post marker for the Pony Express, but of course vandals had shot It to pieces. If we follow the Pony Express rout we will be on the pass over the Thomas Range and out to Fish Springs, going just south of Dugway Proving Grounds and their secrets. There are places there that will kill you just by walking over the poisoned ground. By going around the point eastward just past Death Canyon you will see what their third poison gas dropped
by aircraft did to six thousand sheep on ranches near the base. Mile after mile along the road you can see thousands of bones deliberately killed just for a test. The sheep herder and others did get buried at home.
North Korea is still waiting for an apology for the bacterial bombs dropped on them.
Farther along east was Ericson’s Pass going over the mountain to Look Out Pass and home. But sometimes I continued on to either Eureka or Jericho. Simpson Mountain was a high mountain 9/10,000 feet with streams in most gullies. The Lookout and Sheeprock Mountains separate you from the Vernon and Little Valley parts of these are steep and rugged and some are rounded at the top. These seem to be my favorite mountainsIf I noticed any large Cottonwood trees in the valley there was water and wildlife. It was always a steep climb but beautiful. At first it was brush and cedar trees and then pines and Quakies for a while until you got to the top and walked into a barren flatter round top mountain with a grassy sagebrush hill top and few trees of any kind. Over the mountain was Little Valley and Vernon Creek.