|can you see our tiny black jeep below?|
The trail wound back and forth as it climbed the mountain and I was glad to have my hiking sticks for help with some of the rockier sections.
Lots of cactus and yucca were growing on the slope. Buckhorn cholla, teddy bear cholla, tiny fish hook cactus and many yucca dotted the landscape.
|Dave and John wait on the trail for me to catch up|
|we wondered why this yucca grew|
in such an odd way
|dried seed pods 20 feet in the air|
|tiny fish hook cactus|
As we zig zagged up and up we couldn't help but wonder what would possess someone to decide to make a home at the top. Every single thing they needed to build their little complex and then survive there had to be brought up this very trail. Concrete, wood, beds, mattresses, water, food, all had to come up on their backs. If you'd like to know more about this unusual man, read about him here...
The view from the top of Ghost Mountain was fantastic.
We walked around all that remains of the adobe cabin, cistern and meditation areas. Soon the desert will completely reclaim them.
|recycling center perhaps?|
|meditation room, hmmmm|
|this primitive sundial told us it was time for lunch|
We "pulled up a chair" and enjoyed our repast with the ghosts of the South family.