I was just out in Florida for a scuba diving trip, but since it's not CP time of the year on the East Coast yet, I still had some wandering through the field left in me that I didn't get a chance to get out there. Luckily, a buddy and I here in San Diego decided to get out of town and head out to Salton Sea yesterday, to get out of the rain in San Diego. Maybe we should have known something was up when we reached the edge of the mountains separating SD County with the desert and the wind was so strong it nearly knocked us off of our feet:
There was a shop here on the mountain, with the strange sorts of odds and ends you'd expect to find on a remote mountain on the edge of a desert..
The owner chats with everyone who walks through the doors, and mentioning that we were headed out to Salton Sea, he listed off a couple of things to check out in the area including a location called Mud Pots that has some geothermal mud upwellings. Since geothermal anything is really freaking awesome, so we added that to the itinerary.
Here's where that wind comes into the story. Once we get over the mountains, we're driving along and see a big sand storm or something going on in the distance. Little do we know that it's actually at the Salton Sea so driving in turns into some sort of post-apocalyptic industrial wasteland scene where I wouldn't be surprised to find zombies and people wearing serious-business gas-masks:
And then by accident, because another car had pulled over (it's not very apparent what it is), we found Mud Pots!
by another factory, of course.