We are Yuma bound today. That means about 250 miles on I-10 and I-8.  A gray brown haze veils mountain ranges that jut up from the desert. Dust is the biggest culprit.  This isn’t exactly environmentally friendly AG in the wide valleys along here.  Land that could well have supported subsistence farming is taking a real beating at the commercial scale now practiced here.  Acres and acres of bare soil is exposed to swirling winds; the story of so much of the southwest. 

We settled in a the Kofa Escapee Park.  It is convenient for errands to run.  We hope to get out to Mitry Lake but first have to get a “noise” diagnosed on the car.   That is the task for tomorrow.  Since we are in town we check out a Jazz concert at the village square, trombonist  Matt Hall.  Jazz is better in closer surroundings when you can watch the musicians and get into the feel of it.  Plus, these guys were a little too into solo riffing.  It broke up any continuity of the music making it feel like five soloists taking turns at center stage rather than an ensemble building on each other’s work.  It was still a nice way to spend an hour or so on a lovely evening.