Blogs from Mojave, California, United States, North America

Manzanar War Relocation Center was one of ten camps where Japanese American citizens (like my parents) and resident Japanese aliens (like my grandparents) were interned during World War 2. In 1942, more than 120,000 men, women, and children were ordered to leave their homes and businesses, and detained in remote, military style camps in tar paper barracks. Manzanar is the closest relocation center to us, on the west side of U. S. Highway 395, almost equidistant from Reno (245 miles), and Los Angeles (226 miles). The nearest towns are Lone Pine (8 miles south), and Independence (6 miles north), both of which have food and lodging. After Pearl Harbor, hysteria and panic ruled the country, and California in particular. President Franklin Roosevelt signed Executive Order 9066, authorizing the Secretary of War to establish Military Areas, and ... read more

Remembering my journey to the States... Mojave Desert on the way to Las Vegas (Nevada), from Los Angeles (California) - Rainy day turned into a sunny and warm spring day at Vegas Stunning view of the Mojave Desert. We stoped by Ghost Town to eat (after the exit to ZZyxx). Enjoy the pictures Cheers, João Mateus... read more

Today we are traveling to Mojave, CA. Once we arrived, Jack BBQed chicken. We had the chicken, corn, garlic bread, pork & beans, with potatoes. Chilled at the campsite at Sierra Trails RV Park. Park was somewhat surprising, it is an oasis in the middle of the dessert. Quite a few trees, a rock wall around the park, pretty nice. Aleta and I did our typical walkaround of the rv park. Mountains on one side with dessert on the other three. Don, at the park office was really nice to deal with. This is a PA park and the three nights here are $45.00. We did buy tickets for the MegaMillions with no luck.... read more

By Melisse. Rain in the desert is a blessed event. It releases huge powers in the plants and soil. Ocotillos instantly transform from their brown spindly shape to a green and “fluffy” one with vermillion plumes at their ends. The animals rejoice. Last night it rained here in Anza Borrego Desert State Park in southern California. Several times through the night a few sprinkles danced upon our taught tent fly. I awoke well before dawn, recorded my dreams (as is my daily custom now), got dressed and went for a long walk with Quito along a sandy road through the large valley where we are camped. The light gradually grew as we trodded along. Suddenly the aromas of the freshly moistened soil and vegetation enveloped me, and like a time machine, sucked me back to Water ... read more