After spending the night at one of our favorite places down in Panamint Valley, we drove up into the mountains and parked the truck along the road. We gathered up our gear, packed a lunch, and started our hike into the canyon. We knew we would be gone the rest of the day.
Heading up to the cabin was mostly uneventful. We followed the trace of an old trail through sagebrush and spotted old, discarded items along the way. The most intriguing was the remains of a canteen. One wonders whose thirst it quenched before some mishap broke it. It was tossed aside like so much of the trash of that era. Items like this are only of historical value now.
Up in the canyon, we were surprised to find an old USGS rain gauge. What was it doing way back here? Who knows. The instruments used to measure rain in this arid land are long gone. Perhaps they moved on to wetter pastures? We continued on.
