we went to see King Clone and it didn't work out
So, we wanted to see this creosote ring named "King Clone." It's a clonal colony that's been around for 11,700 years, which is a long time. For reference, that makes King Clone older than all of the bristlecones and all of the giant sequoias. It's older than all states, nations, and dynastic lineages in all of recorded history and reconstructed prehistory. It's older than every extant religion and ideology. If we uncritically accept the claims of the Book of Genesis and its biggest fans, then this thing is older than the Flood. It's older than human agriculture, the concept of currency, and the institution of written language. It's old!
We got all the way out to it, but our Civic couldn't handle the very last stretch of road. If we had a 4WD vehicle, it would've been about 15-30 minutes round-trip down a gravel track. Since we had to walk, though, it was looking more like an hour round-trip, and it was hot. It was so damn hot. I could feel the heat of the sand through my sneakers, and the wind physically stung against my skin. There was a moment when a solitary cloud passed over us and the temperature just dropped, but it was very brief. We gave up, but maybe we'll see it one day. I doubt it's going anywhere.
I like visiting the desert in short bursts, but I can't imagine actually living out there.