June 3, 2017
Every time I go to Nelson NV, I find something new to shoot. I swear the time before last, this array of saddles didn’t exist. And when I saw it, I thought of my friend Janet, whom I’ve never met. Can you be friends with someone you’ve never met? Well, if you can’t, then I believe there wouldn’t be any WordPress, or Facebook. Heck, if I was on Twitter, I could be friends with the President of the United States. So, Janet, for better or worse, I call you my friend!
I could have taken a photo of a dozen or so horses for you- knowing how much you love horses. But anybody can find horses to take a picture of. I got you the saddles instead.
Anyway, there are no horses in Nelson.
One of the first times out exploring together, Lynn and I got lost looking for the Desert National Wildlife Refuge at Corn Creek. When we stopped at a gas station for directions, the kid behind the counter directed us to Cold Creek, saying it was a much more interesting place. So we took his advice. The turn off to Cold Creek is marked by the Southern Desert Correctional Center (read Prison). And just about two miles up from there is the High Desert State Prison. I’m not sure why we need two separate prisons so close together on the same road but, about ten miles further southwest of the second prison, we came across a small herd of wild horses. We’ve been back several times over the years. The two prisons are still there. So are the horses.
“Wild wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild wild horses we’ll ride them someday”
Keith Richards, Mick Jagger
Both photos taken April 2, 2011