After blasting out of the Salton Sea (mostly for stink, partially because this place closed at sunset), we rattled up a dirt path to arrive at Slab City, California's Salvation Mountain. A pile of colourful cement and paint in the barren desert, this artwork was created by Leonard Knight, who tries to spread his message of love...and Jesus. The love part I can get behind, but the rest? Hey, to each his own. As the sun set, the sky turned the most wonderful cotton-candy pink (the photos as usual don't do what our rods and cones do) and lit the place with the softest glow.
As the caretaker swept up (the dirt ground, which I thought was charming), and we profusely thanked him for staying open long enough for us to snap a few quick pics, an SUV tore into the parking lot and a severe-haired woman got out. "I'm sorry, miss, we close at sunset." the caretaker said, gently.
"Wellllll...(long exasperated breath)....I am from St. Louis so I don't know WHEN THE HELL I'll ever be here again.", she yelled, aggressively.
The caretaker looked over at me and made a slight face. I guess someone didn't get the message about love. She snapped her photos, tore out of the parking leaving a dust cloud and as we pulled out, the caretaker moved a plastic bucket from the entrance so we could get by.
"Thanks again for letting us take some photos." I said. He smiled and brushed his matted hair back from his forehead, "Take care, enjoy the sunset." he said, simply.