Last year I thought we’d spend this year’s spring break in Costa Rica, but Rte 66 and the Mojave National Preserve were shall we say more 2023 practical: I hate you Covid.

Mitchell Caverns. Calico Ghost Town. The Jenny Rose sign featured on Sheryl Crow’s first album. Peggy Sue’s Diner. Elmer’s Bottle Tree Ranch. You’ve probably already written travel guides on this part of my home state, but I was oblivious to Rte 66’s fascinating oddities and the national treasure that is the Mojave, a vast, intricate eco-system requiring ogling. As I drove us to Mitchell Caverns, the van swerved as I two-second-gawped at scenery on either side of us.

At Mitchell Caverns we gazed at the desert views, discussing the difference between a butte and a mesa. We still don’t know.

The cavern tour was a couple of hours. Although most people saw waterfalls and stage curtains in the plunging stalag/stalac formations, I saw the alien’s teeth from the ALIEN movie franchise and monsters from my teen’s Xbox games. My teen told me he saw simple waterfalls and boring stage curtains when I checked in with him, but pretty sure he gave the I-am-rebelling-against-Mom-talking-to-me-like-Mom-knows-me-in-front-of-all-these-strangers answer. I’m pretty sure he hated what he saw.

I’m pretty sure he, too, saw the aliens from ALIENS.

Wandering Calico Ghost Town, we ran into my cousin Ned, the miner (stiff as ever). The Jenny Rose sign is impossible to miss and reminded me I want to introduce my son to Sheryl Crow’s songs. Peggy Sue’s tuna melts are tasty, but best of all is the ‘dinersaur park’ in back of the restaurant. No–best of all, best out of our entire road trip, was Elmer’s Bottle Tree Ranch. Teen approved, mesmerizing all of us. Elmer passed away in 2019. We would have loved to have met him. A true desert creative. We appreciated his style.

CA’s high desert is stuffed in imaginative and natural wonders and unforgettable views–i.e. poetry. And although there were no Costa Rican sloths, we did stand before a massive cavern where thousands of years ago a 9ft long Shasta ground sloth used to sleep, sheltered from desert heat.

I’ll take it.