Now Playing: Wouldn’t It Be Nice - The Beach Boys (My mom loved this song)
Now, you may be looking at this and thinking: Yui what the fuck is this?
I don’t know what it’s called!! But this is an area of the desert that you don’t need a historian for. Plus, what do you need some old white guy for anyways? To tell you what’s what? Pssshhh, nah. I like my Fox Bite Rock way better, anyways.
This doesn’t need a name to be special. It’s located in a basin, near the first wash out of town. You can follow the wash to where it gets rockier then just go to uhhh where you could probably shelter from a storm. There’s a bit overhang not pictured in the image that shields the bottle thing from storms, plus all those hung up bottles and caps and tabs have been secured by generations of farmers and miners and the most resilient people I know. Soooo its kind of badass, not to brag or anything
There’s this tradition between couples in homestead. I’m back and forth on saying where I’m from but since no one seems to be reading this it’s probably fine. Anyways, there’s a tradition for couples after their first date to come here and share a drink, and then share a kisssss, and then hang their bottle loot (whatever you call it) on the metal pole that someone stuck into the ground. My mom and dad showed me where they hung their bottle caps when they were younger. Both my mom and dad were the second generation of their families to be at the farm. Their families came from California, and moved here during the 40s (I think, I don't want to ask my dad because I;m a grown adult woman and should know this). Their families worked at the same locally owned farm, my dads parents were the owners, and my moms family were workers there. A lot of the original families ended up moving out after the second generation grew up, and found opportunities elsewhere, but my mom and dad’s families stayed to raise their kids to work on the ranch. My parents were total elementary school sweethearts, because they went to the school in town with the other kids instead of being home taught at the farm. They had their first date in high school, and snuck out to go hang their bottles up together. Isn’t that so adorable???
liz: has anyone ever told you that there’s never been anyone worse than you at directions
Yui: IM SORRY
Yui: What am I supposed to say, huh, Lizzard????? “Follow the wash, go past where NAME OF PERSON IRL used to have a tool shed, then take a turn and head towards the fourth of july overlook, and go where NAME OF PERSON IRL
Yui: Plus YOU KNOW WHO, if he ever finds out I have a blog or that there’s spots he doesnt know about, he’s going to sick YOU KNOW WHO 2 on me to find Opportunities ™ that I didnt even know existed!!!!!!! I'm going to be on like 5 different committees that go nowhere!!!!!!! And then who will you have to text about your emo poetry!!!!!!!!! NO ONE BECAUSE I WILL BE HAVING THE LIFE SUCKED OUT OF ME
liz: thats a little funny
liz: maybe the real scary white man was the white men we got mildly annoyed by along the way
Yui: LOL youre so funny liz
liz: are you ever going to take anyone to the bottle pole
Yui: I’m a bit busy right now but maybe someday if I’m lucky! I’m just not sure if anyone would want to deal with the responsibility of dating me
liz: girl no anyone would be lucky to date you
Yui: You’re sweet but thats just not true
Yui: Aren’t you single too anyways
liz: yeah its cause no one can handle this swag
liz: different reasons
Yui: Lol whatever you say *rolls my eyes*