Andrew and I took a few days off from the kids. We spent them in Borrego Springs. We headed east into the back country, through Lakeside, Ramona, and Julian, and then kept going. We drove up and over the San Ysidro Mountains, and finally dropped down an 8% grade of twists and turns, losing a few thousand feet of elevation, until we were on the desert floor. Mountains behind us, nothing but the flat desert in front.
It is only two hours away from San Diego, but it is a different world. Slow, sleepy, dry, cactusy (if that’s even a word). There were palm trees and sand, but not much else to remind us of home. We stayed at the Borrego Valley Inn, a 14 room inn with caramel colored adobe buildings. There was a courtyard with a zebra finch aviary, fountain, and outdoor fireplace, private patios off of the back of the rooms, and home made cookies in the main building in the afternoon.
We took a trip out to Galleta Meadows, a large dedicated open space with dozens of iron sculptures of animals and fantastical creatures by Ricardo Breceda. The rust brown patina on the sculptures is perfectly complimented by the intense blue desert sky.
A photo gallery of our trip is below.