I was in the high desert and watched the fruit bats stake claims on the neighbors small orchard. We would ride our bikes among the cactus and Joshua trees and secretly dream of cursing PCH under the same sodium lights.
It's an experience. For sure. If I still lived there, I'd make an offer to take you for a drive if you ever made it out that way. Huntington Beach was another wonderful drive. As was Monterey, up north.
I spent MANY summers out in Perris though, so I totally big what you mean about riding through the deserts of CA too. CA is one of the only places in the world you can go to basically every biome in one state.
Fuck. If I could get anywhere close to the desert I knew... I haven't been in the area for decades, but I'm sure my desert has been paved. I'm more conservationist that environmentalist but I can still lament the passing of an era. I will forever be an oblivious youth with a 35mm camera taking pictures of the desert beauty because at some level I knew it couldn't last.
I used to take a trail thru the desert to my school bus stop instead of following the dirt road. Most days it was fine. One day I didn't watch my step. I ended up with a cactus bulb stuck in my ankle. One of the worst pains I've ever felt was having it removed with plyers. You couldn't offer me anything that would make me even consider giving up that memory for a moment.
I think the only desert that is pretty much untouched out there is Salton Sea (for obvious reasons)