Forgotten America: Trona, CA

Nestled in the Searles Valley about 70 miles southwest of Death Valley National Park lies the fascinating desert community of Trona, California, which straddles San Bernardino and Inyo counties. Situated in Searles Valley, Trona was built upon a promising wealth of natural mineral resources discovered in 1862 by John Searles. Named after trisodium hydrogendicarbonate dehydrate, Trona was developed in 1914 to accommodate a growing workforce for the booming mining industry. In 1974, the corporation was bought out, and production diminished. By 1982, more than half of the employees were laid off, people moved away, but some residents remained—with vested interests in SVM and the community. Trona’s population once peaked at around 7,000 in “boom times,” but Trona is now home to around 1,000 residents. Trona’s economic heartbeat remains Searles Valley Minerals, which continues to mine and process brine solutions harvested from the Searles Lake basin, although in lesser quantities. Products made by SVM include boric acid, sodium carbonate, sodium sulfate, borax, and salts—used in a wide array of industries in products like dye, detergents, and window glass.

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We stumbled upon Trona by accident, heading toward Death Valley National Park. We had checked into our dingy Ridgecrest motel room in the afternoon following a long drive from Los Angeles. We knew that the park would be at least a 90-minute drive and we wouldn’t make it, but we still wanted to take advantage of the remaining daylight and see what adventures might await us in the Mojave Desert. We took highway 178, which snakes northeast from Ridgecrest toward Death Valley. There isn’t much to see, just vast expanses of land with a wall of distant mountains, desert grasses and scrub brush as far as the eye can see.

As we approached Trona (30 miles northeast from Ridgecrest), the landscape shifted, characterized by bumpy salt mounds and dry, cracked earth. We stopped to more closely examine the textures of the land—the crumbling salty hills were unlike anything we had seen before. The bone-dry Searles Valley basin stretched out for miles. There is a public rest stop in Trona, which became a useful stopover for what became several passes through the town. In front of the rest stop is a California Historical Landmark commemorating John Searles’ landmark borax discovery in 1862.

There was only one feature of Trona highlighted in our Lonely Planet guidebook: The Trona Pinnacles, an unusual geological feature overseen by the U.S. Bureau of Land Management. Over thousands of years, over 500 tremendous tufa spires formed out of the Searles Lake bed, creating stunning, almost otherworldly formations. Faintly visible from the main road, a lone BLM sign indicated the Pinnacles to be five miles down a dirt road, also admonishing travelers that ATVs or vehicles with 4 wheel-drive are recommended. My boyfriend and I (not wanting to miss an opportunity to explore) braced ourselves and went forth with our rented Chevy Malibu. We rattled slowly along the bumpiest dirt road I’ve ever experienced, and although we didn’t make it all the way to the Pinnacles, we did get to see them and marvel at their beauty from a distance. It felt like we were visiting another planet (fitting, since the Pinnacles have been the backdrop for iconic films such as Planet of the Apes and Star Trek V: The Final Frontier). The sun was dipping below the horizon on our way back, making for an anxious drive and some beautiful photographs during the so-called “magic hour” right before sundown. A string of abandoned railway cars stretched along the landscape, seemingly going on forever, attached to nothing.

The most memorable feature of Trona (aside from its unique geological landscape and rich mineral resources) is the visible decay of the town itself: abandoned dwellings marked with graffiti, rusted-out automobile and tractor frames, collapsing outbuildings of varying size and shape, an array of under-maintained stores, businesses, and churches. Later research told us that the reason for the abandoned structures is due to their containing asbestos—too hazardous to inhabit and too costly to destroy. So they are left to the elements and vandals, hollow monuments of a town that once thrived many decades ago. Hulking over the town is the industrial sprawl of Searles Valley Minerals, its maze of pipes and smokestacks obviously working despite being in dire need of repairs and updates. Also noteworthy: Trona still has almost a dozen churches—a feature that speaks to the hallmarks of community and tradition to which Trona seems holding steadfast.

Trona cannot be called an outright ghost town. It boasts its own high school (home to the Trona Tornadoes) with an infamous all-dirt football field dubbed “the pit,” which once captured the attention of The New York Times. Its graduating class in 2015 was a mere fourteen students. SVM still employs most of the town with its mineral mining and processing operation. Save for the Pinnacles, Trona isn’t what you’d call pretty or scenic—it’s at turns ugly, scary, and sad. But it’s also uniquely fascinating, offering passersby a glimpse of lives very different from our own, people fiercely holding onto what makes their community special. Despite its forlornness, Trona still manages to evoke a certain feeling: One of toughness, solidarity, and authentic “America,” built on the promise of industry and hope.

References:

Tiny desert community of Trona hopes to rise from the ashes
Forgotten destinations: Visting Trona by Natasha Petrosova 
Trona, California: Glimpses of a boom town gone bust

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greetings from Alaska: Gabrielle Bernstein video blog [6.28]

I adore Gabrielle Bernstein. Ever since I finished her book I’ve always been looking for ways to continually “add more ~ing” to my life. Her lectures are available for free on iTunes and they’re all amazing. I recommend: Love Wins: Lecture on Releasing Romantic Illusions, Knowing Your Worth, Clarity, InJoy, and I Believe. While some of the content is redundant, I feel it helps keep me focused on staying in touch with my inner guidance system and away from negative patterns. Changing your way of thinking from fearful and ego-driven thoughts is not an immediate process; it requires constant work. Gabrielle is fun and engaging and will inspire you to keep your ~ing work going. I also am tuned into Gabrielle’s YouTube channel where you can access her video blogs. Here is her most recent one, with a clip of Gabrielle in Alaska. (Who sings the song in the beginning? Love it.) Although I would have loved to hear about Gabrielle’s travels in Alaska, she mostly talks about giving up gossip, which is something I think all ladies need to work on. In my current job, gossip is practically nonexistent and I feel it does my inner self good. “InJoy!”

Eat, Pray, Love: the movie [trailer]

Eat, Pray, LoveI am wildly excited for this. I love when I can see a trailer for a movie I’m excited about in the theaters for the first time, which is what happened last Sunday when I went to see Sex and the City 2 (big thumbs down). I knew a movie version of Elizabeth Gilbert’s amazing true story was coming out, but when I saw that Julia Roberts was playing the (very ambitious) lead role my heart  fluttered. Who else could possibly be more perfect? Women everywhere clamor(ed) over this book and there’s a reason it was a New York Times bestseller for as long as it was: It’s an incredible book. It’s a spiritual travelogue that any woman who has felt lost in relationships (not just within them, but in the habit of being in them) and constantly probed for a deeper meaning in their lives will resonate with. “One woman’s search for everything.” It was one of several important books that profoundly healed me during the most traumatic breakup of my life to date over a year ago, and I can honestly say it changed my life. Originally a library book, I bought it immediately and took pleasure in the battering my paperback copy received from being borrowed and toted by friends soaking up its wisdom. Liz Gilbert is funny and heart-crushingly raw and honest. The book, in its three parts (Eat: Italy; Pray: India; Love: Indonesia) perfectly rounds a journey of insightful healing and unimaginable adventure that most of us aren’t lucky enough to experience firsthand. Gilbert is such a talented writer, you feel there; or at least I did.

The trailer left me breathless. I am always excited to see movies based on books I’ve read. Of course, it is generally true that “the book is better than the movie,” but I am thrilled to see Julia Roberts as Gilbert. Even in the trailer my belly does flip-flops. I. Can. So. Relate. I feel like no one else could take on such an ambitious role and honor it with grace (remember Erin Brockovich?) as Julia herself. My expectations are high.

Eat, Pray, Love is slated to hit US theaters August 13, 2010 (the day before my 25th birthday)!

P.S. This is my 100th post on this blog! Hooray 😀

destination: bliss

Not grappling too well with the Tuesday following a semi-long weekend. My boyfriend and I made our way up “The Kanc” yesterday for a scenic drive and some splashing in the river and sunning on rocks. We spent several blissful hours at Rocky Gorge and it was spectacular. We didn’t bring cameras, so I have no evidentiary proof of the fun that was had. As far as I’m concerned it was the perfect Memorial Day activity, blemished only (and literally) by dozens of black fly bites. Today I’m condemned to my cube itching up a storm, cold-calling Departments of Agriculture peddling ProLiant. Easy? I think not. As I grow to loathe my job more and more, my off-task time increases exponentially, so here I am daydreaming about some hikes I hope to make this year. Because although lounging riverside is well and good, but hiking is quite the workout and is such a gratifying experience from the top. Starting out with easy ones like Mt. Hedgehog via UNH Trail, Cove and Border Trails, Pawtuckaway South Mountain Loop, maybe we can work up to some bigger ones by fall.

colors of Oaxaca, Mexico

I’ve had this as a draft in my WordPress account for two years, no lie. This is a post filled with gorgeous images of Oaxaca (wa-ha-ka), Mexico. I’m so inspired by the colors, especially the breathtaking blue.

women preparing produce market day at ocotla‡n, oaxaca, mexico

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bartering for pots, ocotlan market, oaxaca, mexico

Oh, how I wish I could afford to go to Mexico. My grandparents live in Mission, Texas, which is at the southern tip of the state on the border. In case you were wondering, Oaxaca is its own state at the southernmost part of Mexico. Read more

Carlsbad Caverns, NM

On the “before-I-die” itinerary; my grandparents just went there and I’m sure that the postcard and National Parks maps & guides they sent my way don’t do these caves (300 million years in the making) justice…Carlsbad Caverns:

As you pass through the Chihuahuan Desert and Guadalupe Mountains of southeastern New Mexico and west Texas—filled with prickly pear, chollas, sotols and agaves—you might never guess there are more than 300 known caves beneath the surface. The park contains 113 of these caves, formed when sulfuric acid dissolved the surrounding limestone, creating some of the largest caves in North America.

roadside nostalgia

Since I absolutely love anything to do with Route 66, vintage road signs and ephemera, 1950’s diners and Americana…here are a few more pictures I’ve gathered. I think these are just so cool!

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Oklahoma

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Vintage ad for Papaburger (good ol’ A&W, it does not get better my friends…I miss the South!)

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Tad’s Chicken n’ Dumplings in Troutdale, Oregon 

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The Steak n’ Shake in Springfield, Missouri

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A cafe in Oklahoma…love the giant fiberglass figures, such an awesome relic!

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Tacoma, Washington

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Henry’s in Cicero, Illinois