It's hard to explain why I was dying to go to the Salton Sea. I'd read
an article from National Geographic that described the Salton Sea this way:
It's prettier from afar, a broad blue lens lapping at the base of rust red mountains. Up close the beach, if you can call it that, isn't sand but layer upon layer of barnacles and bones from the millions of fish that have expired here in mass die-offs over the years. The blue water is an illusion as well, a reflection of the desert sky. The sea actually looks like dark beer, and carries more than a whiff of sulfuric decay. Gobs of foam line the shore. Stringy mats of algae float in it as if it were some kid's science project gone horribly wrong.
Obviously, we had to go!
Unfortunately, we didn’t arrive until just at sunset after a long day, so we didn't get many photographs, but Jay caught this interesting shot of an abandoned building.
Unfortunately, we didn’t arrive until just at sunset after a long day, so we didn't get many photographs, but Jay caught this interesting shot of an abandoned building.
