After leaving Anza Borrego Desert State Park and the city of Borrego Springs, I drove through a very desolate, interesting landscape on my way to the Salton Sea and Salton City. I eventually came to a main highway crossing (CA-86) and decided to continue straight on toward what I thought would be the water’s edge. I veered here and there, and zig-zagged, as I felt my way toward what appeared to be a marina way off in the distance. It felt like a long drive…the water seemed to move further away the longer I drove. The roads became less and less maintained, bumpy and rough, and the scattered buildings and homes had a very weathered and worn-out look about them.
Making an assumption based on street names and the nearly dried up marina canals I passed, it seems the area had once been planned as a water-front resort community. By the looks of things, the resort fell into disrepair some decades ago.
I eventually reached the end of the road… the water’s edge was still a long ways off, though. I got out of my car and just stood there… it was so silent, not one bit of sound. It was bordering on eerie, and yet also rather wonderful. The sky was crystal clear, a deep blue, and the temperature on the cooler side, with a gentle breeze. I stood there with my camera and just soaked it all in. I’m certain I couldn’t live there. Summers must be brutal. The look of poverty and broken-down buildings, broken-down dreams, was also a bit much to take. That being said, I’m really glad I took the longer route home and experienced just a tiny bit of today’s Salton Sea. ~SueBee
SueBee and Kat 
This might just freak me out.
I began feeling very odd being out there by myself… not another person around.