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<\/a><\/p>\nMy scientific, logical mind knows that not only is my Pugsly not actually in this little wooden box, but the ashes in there are most likely a few different dogs all mixed up with hers. But my emotional mind cries, “I don’t want her to be alone! She’d be scared!”
\nWhen I am ready, I will say goodbye and release her ashes.
\nBut I’m not there yet. <\/p>\n
Hot springs seemed like a good, healing place to go, so I set off for Death Valley to find the elusive Saline Valley Warm Springs<\/a>. <\/p>\n Funny things you find in the middle of nowhere. <\/p>\n On my way on the Saline Valley road after I’d pulled over in a rocky section to air-down my tires, a couple of nice guys in a Sprinter van stopped to see if I needed help. Turned out, they’d taken two 1960’s Triumphs on these rough back roads for an adventure. One had destroyed a clutch, so they went to get the van to rescue the bike. <\/p>\n Argos wasn’t terribly impressed and just wanted to get on.<\/p>\n Our welcoming committee at the Warm Springs upper section<\/p>\n This place really is an oasis. <\/p>\n The desert is a harsh and wondrous place.<\/p>\n One of the “locals” – a woman who has been coming here for at least 20 years – took me and a couple of others on a hike with our dogs to some watering holes. The dogs loved skinny dipping and zooming around on the surprisingly grassy areas. <\/p>\n Here is a little video of the dogs having a zoom!<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n