Yeah, its kind of wild how such an iconic feature has such a small range. One of the first things people think of when they hear the word desert is a Saguaro, and most deserts don’t even have them.

I’m pretty sure mental illness and possibly meth were a large driving force in this as well.

Bonus photo from the entrance to Slab City, is this delightful sign proclaiming that the speed limit in Slab City is 2 grams per day!

This was also right where I had multiple back to back interactions with a meth head on an atv where social awkwardness decidedly did not help the situation.