Resilience in the Desert
I kind of got away from participating in the weekly Daily Post photo challenges. I’m not sure why, I really enjoy them.
This week the prompt is resilient. Hiking in the desert, and stumbling on old stuff really gives you an idea of how resilient people can be. We are wanderers, and don’t usually go out on real trails. We decide a general direction, and off we go. So we were pretty excited the other day to find several old gold mines way off the beaten path. My first thought was, how on earth did they get anything out of here, and the second is why did they come clear back here and dig that hole, in that spot. Obviously there is more to looking for gold, than I know.
This was one of the more interesting mines we found. You can see a second opening from the top when you look straight in.
This was the view from the top.
I have to tell you, standing on the edge of this freaked me out. I had visions of the old wood collapsing and me and Al plunging to our deaths. Needless to say, I didn’t linger long. (had to get photos though)
This whole area is solid rock. How much resilience, and perseverance would you need to do this? A lot! I only hope they made money and it was worth the effort.
What about the resilience of this old sardine can? All the way from France, I’m guessing 50 to 70 years ago.
A resilient lone tree, growing in the rock.
And of course these guys. Saguaro survive drought, extreme heat, birds pecking holes in them, bighorn sheep eating them, all kinds of stuff. And still, they stand tall.
Even in death they are pretty. The ribs are such a neat color, and texture.
Everywhere you look in the desert there are stories, and remnants of resilience.