Way back when, I worked over on Edwards AFB in a smaller campus known as “North Base”. We were located in World War II vintage hangars and I remember vividly a few events like an asbestos abatement project and the shuttles landing right outside the back of our place. We used to all walk out the back door and onto Rogers Dry Lake to watch the landings. As you can tell by the photo, Rogers Lakebed is huge; perhaps 17 miles straight across north to south. From a vertical distance it looks smooth and without any bumps or bruises. Up close it has lots. I remember the Air Force having to do projects to straighten it out, prepare it for various flight test missions, and also stabilize it after frequent rainstorms eroded parts of it away. It was all rutted and messed up looking. This story about the Endeavour made me remember working there; seeing the flights like the B1b.
I also did a bit of work on the boundaries of the Lakebed categorizing and classifying prehistoric and historic sites. If you did not know it, prior to the Edwards AFB facility; the area had a rich history in salt mining, historic settlement, even a historic railroad.
You feel its immensity stepping onto it. It has that larger than life feeling. Kinda like when I walked up to the edge of the Grand Canyon for the first time. But that introspection hit me even harder because the Grand Canyon is incredibly ancient and you feel its geology moving in your soul. The lakebed always seemed alive, flowing, moving though. The big forces in desert life acted upon it. Erosion and deposition are the holy twins of the desert ecosystem.
I’d like to go back one day to see the lakebed up close again; but somehow I doubt it will happen. Those days seem stuck in the backwater of things that were.









