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Then it started to snow. Light, pretty snowfall.
Then more snow. Followed by near-horizontal, driving snow. A blizzard. In APRIL. In the Mojave Desert. A freaking FREAK blizzard! |
| New Times online editor James Hibberd had driven to the Booth not knowing whether the whole thing was a prank. He was in search of a story. Now he had gotten sucked into the story. Heh heh. |
 Photo by Trixie |
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We had to get out of there. If we got snowed in, it wouldn't be funny. Cold, we were prepared for. Rain, even. But snow? Nope.
Dr. Cliff & Trixie arrived just in time for the blizzard. |
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Here, Dr. Cliff tries to make up for my woeful lack of knot-tying ability. Every couple of minutes he would retreat back into his borrowed van in order to restore feeling to his fingers. Did I mention it was cold? |
| We should have been making time. |
 Portrait of Trixie by Mark Simple |
 Portrait of Mark Simple by Trixie |
Instead, we were making pictures. |
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