1992 | Death Valley
This was the only object I saw as I walked the twelve miles through the Devils Golf Course and on into Badwater to meet my ride. I noticed that the airfoil was rather thick for a modern aircraft, so it’s hard to guess when it might have dropped out of the sky.
▹ The National Park Service deletes possessive apostrophes from their place names, perhaps to simplify web searches or because they complicate the typography in their wooden routed-character signage. It doesn’t look right to me, or read clearly, or feel traditional, but here I yield in case someone wants to look it up.