After departing Daggett and enduring a rough journey on the first day, the member described the timeless experience of waking up to a cool desert dawn, refreshed from a good night's sleep under the stars:
"The next morning dawned bright and clear. As I threw off my blankets my first impression was that I was in a perfect paradise. All about us were the beautiful yuccas, stretching their spiny arms in all directions, while beneath them was a perfect carpet of gorgeously colored flowers, some like white satin, others a beautiful blue, while from every bit of shaded ground, like golden daisies, nodded a beautiful yellow flower (Anisconia acaulae), filling in the background of this carpet and throwing the other colors into stronger relief. The sound of birds was heard on all sides, conspicuous among them being the beautiful song of Le Conte’s thrasher, which sounded like a solo with all the chirpings and warblings of other species as a second part of the melody."Let's keep the desert wild.