It wasn't Joshua Tree, but we went this past weekend to Anza-Borrego Desert State Park.

We stayed in Tamarisk Grove campground. No water or electricity, but flushing toilets.

I made him set up his own tent. He did Cub Scouts so he knows how, but still had to help.

Supper I grilled hamburgers and we sat around the fire and talked. Our drive up we talked about government and conspiracy theories. This evening we talked about family and school.
I got up early on Saturday and went for a short hike along a nature trail and was treated to a nice sunrise.

Our goal was Whale Peak. About 8.8 miles and 2,000 feet of elevation gain. I read about it on a website called 100peaks, which catalogs 100 peaks in San Diego county. In the write-up, the author wrote about getting lost and taking the wrong wash. I made note to not do the same.
The trailhead was on a 4x4 road. I put the destination in Google Maps and took off. We drove to the end of the dirt road and found a trail head. Got out of the truck, watered a tree, stretched, then got my pack on and started hiking. My All Trails app said "dude, you're lost!" I studied the map for a while and realized that indeed I was. This trailhead wasn't the trailhead we wanted.
So I read the descriptions of the trailhead in the app. "Don't follow Google maps!" they all said. Figured out where the trailhead was and drove to it.
At the right trailhead, I pulled off the 4x4 road and a Honda Pilot pulled up next to me. "I think this is what they call the slot," the driver said. I responded that I was going to park here because I was climbing Whale Peak. He was too and told me that if you go through the slot and take the first road to your right, there is parking. So we followed his advice and shaved off 3 miles total.
Hitting the trail, you immediately hit a rock wall that you have to climb. A little tough for me and I climbed while holding my hiking stick, but my son has 9 inches of height over me and made it look like children's blocks.


The trail traverses multiple ridges and valley, but has a steady incline the whole time.

After about 2 hours, of hiking, we hit the final rock scramble up.
We made it.




Great hike and I didn't take the wrong wash! Just road...
Getting back to the truck we decided to see how far the road went. After crawling over a rock, I turned and found a wrangler going through a gap that had maybe two inches on each side. His crew was out navigating him inch by inch. Seeing as I have a Tacoma long-wheelbase crew cab with a 6-foot bed, it was the end of our trip, I took a 100 point turn in the road and headed back the way we came. He took a well deserved nap on the drive back to camp.
After a great day, a rewarding sunset in camp.

Supper was beanie weenies and we spent the evening around the fire talking.
This morning I cooked up some sausage and eggs, loaded up the truck, and headed for one more hike. This one was pictographs. It was down a 4x4 road and my son was scared when I navigated some rocks, holes, and mud in the road wrong and the truck got stuck. Even in 4x4 high, the tires just spun. Dropped it into 4x4 low and walked it back out, then had him get out and guide me through the obstacle.
Got to the trail head and there was a Subaru parked there. I guess I just suck at negotiating the road we just came down.
Hiked to the pictographs, which was his favorite thing of the weekend.

The map showed a "viewpoint" about half a mile further, so we walked down the wash until we got to it. It was a sheer drop off and absolutely beautiful. My panorama photo doesn't do it justice.

We went back to the trailhead and driving out, I took a different line in the road and had no problems. I saw on the map a palm grove which sounded interesting, so one more dirt road and hike and found some palm trees in the desert. It seems appropriate, yet also oddly out of place.


Take your teenage boy camping, just the two of you. It'll be good for both.