29-Oct-2006 -- This was my first confluence, and it was a great introduction because it was incredibly easy to get to. It's out in flat land, in between the Algodones Dunes - a vast sea of rolling dunes that seem to extend forever, with one side pristine while the other has been run roughshod over by countless ATVs and dirtbikes -- and the Chocolate Mountains. I pulled off of Hwy 78 when I was about 1.6 miles directly north of the confluence.
It was a little odd to be heading out into nameless, featureless land without any visual indication of the right direction to go; only a GPS could've gotten me to this nondescript spot. It was my first time following a GPS, and I spent most of the time with my eyes glued to the screen as I zig-zagged trying to keep on point.
I eventually found the confluence. It was neatly tucked in a natural alcove made by a large shrub, and I zeroed out right at a point that had been marked by a previous visitor's cairn. It reminded me of a shrine. Indeed, there was something oddly sacred about the place -- a hidden spot that would only ever be seen by those who were specifically looking for it. I felt joined to those who had been there before me, and connected to the infinite web of invisible lines that came together at the place I stood and streched out over the rest of the planet.